The ride home was quite except for the soft sniffles from me. Jasper was passed out in the backseat and Norman was messing with his phone. I drove Jasper home first. Together we hauled him up to his house and cleaned him up.
"Awe you guys are so nice. I love you guys so much. Like a lotta."
"Just go to sleep buddy" I said chuckling.
"Yall can crash on those bean bags"
"Okay we will, now sleep" said Norman
"What no goodnight kiss" jasper said in the most child like voice he could make. Norman threw a stuffed bear at his face. "Ew not with that face." But he was already out of it.

We didn't talk about what happened. Maybe because we didn't know how to bring it up. Fights were never just yelling it was things being thrown and not talking for days. Life must have been on my side today because I slept good. No bad dreams. In fact I didn't remember a single dream. The radio was on and Norman was cooking.

"Whats shaken bacon" I said laughing at his mums best cook apron. He spun around making his rainbow hair change between colors. "Just cooking up some magic and party pooper 6o'clock Jasper turned off the radio and layed on the floor." Can we not blow my brains out"
"You have two brain, wow I didn't even know you had one"
"That's what you get for being a light drinker" Norman said
"Well ouch does anyone else wanna throw hate rocks at me" we started laughing again and Norman finished cooking French toast and eggs. Jasper took one bite and pushed his plate away " I would marry you for your cooking skills but alas I can't even eat it" he sobbed " I hurt"

Too be continued--------->

Sorry it's short but I'm trying to get back into writing slowly