"Wait, isn't a fracture the same thing as broken?" I asked raising my eyebrows a bit.

"Ughh, yeah. Zaney this doesn't make sense," Lloyd added.

"So wait, a fracture and a brake is the same thing! Does that mean.... Does that mean....t-that Lloyd WON!?" Kai said looking astonished.

"Yup, sorry hothead," I answered.

Black liquid oozed down my face. I blinked trying to see.

I guess the water made the black hair dye runny again.

Shoot, now I gotta take a shower.

Kai astonished face expression turned to a amused expression as he started to laugh, "J-Jay your h-hair is is black and runny!"

"Laugh all you want bro, because at least my hair dye, in my hair, is not permanent," I retorted.

Kai immediately stopped laughing. "MY BABY!" He screamed and with his hands in the air, ran out of the room probably off to find a sink.

With soap.

LOTS OF SOAP.

Heh heh.

I am so EVIL.

Lloyd who was still sitting in the bed chuckled before turning to Zane to ask a question. "Hey Zane," he paused and waited for Zane to turn around and look at him before he continued. "Why did you use the word fractured instead of broken?"

Zane didn't hesitate before he answered the question, "because fractured sounds more serious and it flows nicely.

Flows nicely??

Huh?

Bro-ken.

Frac-tured.

Bro-ken.

Frac-tured.

Flows nicely?

Lloyd looked confused as I was. He looked at me and then mouthed out 'flows nicely?'

I shrugged and mouthed back, 'he's weird'.

Lloyd nodded.

Dye still oozed down my face making me not see. I flicked away some black, sticky dye off my face and, of course, the dye went into Coles eye.

Cole moaned and tried to scrape the dye out of his eye with his good hand.

Now Cole has even more brown eyes! With a tiny hint of black.

His eye is the color of his favorite cake!

Chocolate cake. Mmmmm. Best kind of cake in the world!

I rubbed my stomach.

I sure could use a big pice of cake right about now.

Cole glared at me with one eye as Zane helped him to his feet and they walked toward the hospital room.

Hey, it wasn't my fault that you have a broken arm!

In reply I sticked out my tongue to his back getting dye on my tongue also.

I yelped and grabbed the nearest thing which was Coles teddy bear, Jelly-bean.

Why he has a teddy I don't know. But why did he call it Jelly-bean!? It should be rock, or rockstar, or something cool like that, but JELLY-BEAN?

I scraped the dye off my tongue only to get fuzzy stuff in it.

Eecchh, stupid fuzzy stuff now I have a dyed, fuzzed tongue. AND I can't see.

I stumbled around before hitting the wall with my head.

"Ow!" I moaned as I rubbed my temple.

I tried to wipe the dye out of my eyes so I could make my way to the bathroom.

I could see a little bit. But enough to see were I am going.

I turned my head to look at the door, that was near Lloyds bed.

And of course he was looking at me.

Lloyd gave me a weird look before reaching under his bed and pulling out a Doomsday comic.

That kid is nuts about Doomsday. It's always Fritz Donnagon this, or Fritz Donnagon that.

Why can't I be Fritz Donnoagon? Then I would be able to fly all the way to the bathroom.

Except, that was there is no such thing as Fritz Donnagon.

That's why I hate it. Other wise you could fly all the way to the bathroom so you can take your shower.

Except you can't.

Hate it.

Anyway, I stood up and looked eagerly at the bathroom.

I want to get into that bathroom and take my shower. That's my goal. Now I just have to make it there....

I think I can. I think I can.

I stumbled across our bedroom.

I think I can. I think I can.

I tripped on Lloyds bed frame. Making me crash into the floor.

I think I can. I think I can.

Lloyd looked at me, shrugged and turned back to his comic.

Well, thanks for the help buddy.

I grunted as I picked myself up.

I think I can. I think I can.

I stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

I know I can. I know I can.

I opened the bathroom door and took
a step.

"I DID IT!!" I screeched at the top of my lungs, raising my hands in victory. "I DID IT!! YES!" I did a little boogie right then and there. "Who's the best? Jay walker is the best! That's who!" I did another little happy tap dance to prove my point.

As I turned around, while I did my boogie/tap dance, I notice Lloyd giving me this crazed look. Like he just saw an octopus dancing on a telephone wire.

Pfft, like and octopus can dance. Octopuses can't dance not even on a telephone wire. They need water to breath. So a octopus cannot dance on a telephone wire. There, I think I proved my point.

Anyway, he is giving me this creepy, crazed, weird, startled look.

It's very creepy. And crazed. And weird.
And-why is he staring at me?

I stared back at him daring him to blink.

He stared back.

I narrowed my eyes searching his face for an explanation.

Of course, I didn't find anything because who heard of a face giving explanations.

He still stared back.

I stared back. Just blink already!

Lloyd all of a sudden blink rapidly as he looked at me.

"YES I WIN!" I yelled pumping my fists into the air.

"Awe no fair! I got something stuck in my eye!" Lloyd wined.

"Well suck it up, because nobody beats the Lighting wielder," I said as I slowly closed the bathroom door so I could take my shower.

"Awe!" I heard Lloyd grumble as I locked the door.

Now for my shower!

THE NYA LOVER OUT!!

Hello peoples! I am back!

Did ya'll miss me?

How was all your American thanksgivings?
Good? That's good.

So question:
Do you prefer apples 🍎 or oranges 🍊?

Me, 🤔 I think oranges. 🍊

Bluebajoons.