'Thoughts to Kanem'

'Thoughts to self '

'Kanem speaking'

January, 26 

Slowly I slipped back into consciousness turning my head from side to side, I realized I was back in my house in bed. I sat up almost drunkenly, stumbling towards the door, I heard voices coming from my study. Peaking inside I saw the twins at my desk looking through my journal.      Keeping an ear out I listened to what they were going on about. 

"Look at this! It seems he has a sweet tooth! Butter Pecan cake and peanut butter cookies. He also like's Beef and vegetable stew." I heard Walter say seeming to gush. 

"Wait, look here he seems to have a soft spot for stuffed animals?" Willam responded in what seemed confused wonderment. 

'Okay time to interfere that is not something I want people know about.' 

Trying to keep my face from heating up, I walked quietly up behind them. 

"That actually explains part of why there were toys on his bed." Willam thought over. 

Not even two seconds later I made myself known. They flinched form where they stood and quickly closed my journal. Crossing my arms, I leaned against the door frame and I looked at them with my WTF really face. Finally after almost two minutes of having staring contest they answered. 

"You wouldn't talk to us." Willam sighed. 

"We wanted to get to know you better!" Walter added chuckling nervously. 

Giving them the 'oh really' look, I ask them "And how did you know where I lived? Cause I don't remember telling you boys?" 

Walter looked like a deer caught in headlights and kept glancing at his brother. 

"We saw you come out of this forest on your bike when we were riding to school." Walter said trying to sound sheepish. 

Not buying there bull-shivery I motioned to get out, and closed the door behind them.     

"Since you two are uninvited guest's I will have ask you to leave. Oh and thank you for bringing me home." I said as I guided them to the door. 

Opening the door I tried ushering them out but they just stood there. Looking at each other they grinned and turned their gaze back to me, they closed the door and and stalked towards me. Getting a not so nice feeling form them I started backing up, but I don't have enough room to back up and I hit the wall. Sweat dropping I laughed nervously trying too find something to defend myself if the need arises. 

But obviously I wasn't quick enough, they held me in place against the wall, leaning on either side right next to my ears, I can feel and smell their breath brushing my cheeks and it smelt terrible. It smelt like....wait....is that blood? 

"We're not going anywhere-

-unless you come with us." 

"My Prince"  

A sudden feeling of dread started crawling down my spine. I take a shuddering breath, I sniffed again leaving a copper texture like smell in my nose. Paling a bit, I realized it was coming form their mouths, laughing nervously, I silently pleaded that wasn't what I thought it was. 

'I hope that these boys aren't from some sort of cult. Calling me...Prince?' 

"Also we made dinner-

-so why would we leave?" They said smiling and taking my hands and leading me around the corner to the dining room. 

There sitting in the center of the table was what looked like stew, beef stew going by the smell of it. There were a couple of bread rolls sitting to one side and a small pot of rice on the other side, making a triangle with a little bowl of gravy in the middle. 

Taking a whiff I nearly drooled from the smell and had to bite my tongue to keep myself from moaning. 

'It's smell's so good~!' 

'Let's eat!'

'YE-...No. No.' 

I shook my head trying to clear my head. 'I don't know what could be in the food. There could be a drug in it for all we know.' 

'There's not.' 

'What?' 

'There's nothing in the food.' 

'And how would you know that?' 

'I just do. Hurry up and start eating it, we're hungry and it smell's so good!' 

'Yeah I guess it does....smell really good.' 

Making up my mind I went to pull out a chair, but one of the twins had already had one pulled out. Creeped out just a bit, 'cause they just stood there staring at me. I slowly sat in the chair, but as soon as my butt hit the chair, I was pushed towards the table. After that I tried to grab a plate but one was already sat in front of me before I could. I sat there stiffly as they piled food on their plates. I watched them as they watched me, neither of us eating. 

'they're waiting for us to start.' 

I narrowed my eye's looking at them I crossed my arm's, leaned back, and gave them the stink eye. 

" How do I know that you didn't put drugs or something in it?" I asked. 

" You take the first bite." 

They glanced at each other smirking, they purposely made a show of taking a bite, making sure to show them chewing ( it grossed me out a bit). When they were done and not seeing any difference, I started eating too. It tastes so good, and before I knew it my plates empty. Taking a second helping I made sure to savor my meal this time. When I looked up, I paused, they were staring at me with these intense eyes and devious looking smirks. 

' Did they actually put something in the food?' 

I cautiously continued eating, probably making a fool of myself (don't care), paying attention (as much as I could) to what might taste off.                                                                                                                      Their was a coppery tang now that I paid attention, and one too many bloody noses told me anything, is that stuff that smells or taste like that, it's usually blood. 

' Hey! You said there wasn't anything in the food!? why'd yo lie?' 

' I knew you weren't to actually eat it if I told you, but all it is, is some raw meat and blood. Nothing that's gonna hurt, or kill ya, ya giant doofus.' 

" Hey, you okay there? Hello? Welcome back to the land of the living (again). Are you full? Tired? Let's get you a bath and get you to bed then we'll leave. K?" One of the twins said (I'm not really paying attention). 

Cautious not to alert them that something was off or that I knew they put something in it, I nodded picking picking up my plate and tried walking to my wash bin, but one of the twins snatched it out of my hands and the other started pushing me to the bathroom told me to stay then walked out. Standing there awkwardly I thought about getting into tub to clean off the dirt, blood, and milk but thought better not to, cause one, didn't bring any clothes with me, two the twins were still here, and three cause he may have left to get some. 

I was correct when about 3 minutes later Walter came back with some underwear and....that's not mine....is that a freakin' onesie? Oh hell no, it is, i'm so NOT wearing THAT. I still have some dignity so I let him know. (No matter how flippin cool/cute it is)

The Freaking dipship just smiled and started filling the tub up. What does he think I am? A toddler? I hope not. Next he'll be doing is bathing and dressing me, but surely they wont do that right? Hopefully?  

'This just got a lot more entertaining.'