
The one about the Parrot syndrome.
It was by accident, or so Papple claimed, that William came to find out about Papple during his stay. The accident occurred when Maher was out getting breakfast on a lazy Sunday and William was still fast asleep.
Curiousity getting the better of him, Papple had disobeyed strict instructions and had gone up to William's face to take a look at the strange new person that looked like Maher but was Not Maher.
When William had awaken from his nap, perhaps due to Papple touching his face and mumbling to himself, but who knows what was the exact cause, he had been startled and shocked to see the little moving pineapple.
"What the heck," William shouted, looking around for an explanation.
"Is this for real?" he asked no one in particular.
"Yes, me real," Papple replied.
Hearing Papple speak left William speechless and that was about ten minutes before Maher walked in.
So when Maher came home, he found his younger brother and the pineapple on the couch watching television, a pastime that Papple, despite Ella's watchful eye, was always trying to sneak in.
"Maher, this is the coolest thing ever," William said, pointing at Papple.
Papple gave Maher the equivalent of his thumbs up, since in fact Papple did not have any.
"So you're not freaked out?" asked Maher slowly, setting down the bag full of food.
"Of course not," William said. "I actually wish I had one. I read about these guys in and kind of forgot about them. They're freaking expensive and a lot of responsibility!"
"What do you mean?"
"I dunno, I guess they're almost like a pet once you start developing them, you know? This one learns very quickly too!" William said as he put out his hands to play the Ninja slap hands game he had just taught Papple.
"Of course," Maher said slowly, "I guess I never thought about it that way."
Papple interrupted Maher's train of thought sensing that it was putting Maher in a serious mood. "We go eat on Outside Room," he instructed.
"Little guy has a funny way of calling the rooms in the house," said William. "Why is that?"
"Do not get him started," warned Maher, giving William a very stern "older brother" glare. "Okay, I got us some bagels and cream cheese and I got you a latte. Let's take it out now."
Once they had settled in on the deck, catching up and the like, the sun started peeking through the clouds.
"Oh shoot," said William. "I forgot my sunglasses."
"Oh, don't worry, I'll grab them," said Maher, who was closer to the door.
"Papple get!" Papple volunteered eagerly, wanting to impress his new buddy.
"Are you sure they aren't too big little guy?" asked William.
"Papple big strong fruit!" Papple replied, flexing his non-muscles.
"He is extraordinarily strong for his size," confirmed Maher, and more quietly added, "plus he needs the exercise."
"If you're sure little dude. They're on the kitchen table," said William.
"Me go get," Papple said, and he jumped off the deck table and scurried into Maher Place. After a few moments, the pitter-patter of Papple's round, orange feet announced his arrival. He scrambled over to William's feet and William bent down to place him on the deck table.
"Here you go Not Maher," he said, holding out the sunglasses. "Papple got your permafreak glasses."
Maher sputtered and almost spat out his water.
"My what?" William sputtered.
"You is asked for your PERMAFREAK glasses, right Not Maher?" Papple asked, shoving a grape into his mouth with his other hand. It was almost like he was able to produce fruit from thin air.
Maher shook his head in disbelief, Ella had been right, Papple was a little sponge when it came to learning the wrong things! He would need to remember this little lesson for when they actually had real children.
William laughed and took the glasses from Papple. And from that day forward sunglasses were renamed "PermaFreak glasses" in the Cain family.
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