Phase Four
Cloud Watching A+ x 1,000,000,000! I'M STARTING TO RUN OUT OF NUMBERS!
"Trick! Come back here!" You call after the fleeing, short blond man. Fleeing, short blond man. Flawless description.
"You shall never catch me!" Patrick answers. You take a deep breath. Patrick is so difficult. You try to fix his hair once and he prances away down the hallway like a deer.
"Patrick...if you come back we can cuddle!" You bribe. You hear him stop running.
"Cuddles?" He asks.
"Yes, cuddles! Just come back!" You hear him run back to the living room.
"Cuddles?" He repeats, wide eyed like a child. He walks over to you, laying on the floor. He gets down on his stomach, matching you, and lays his head on his hands, facing you. You kiss his nose, and he kisses yours back. "I still haven't gotten my cuddles!" He whines.
"You want cuddles?" I ask. He nods violently. "Well, you're gonna have to catch me!" You get up and bolt out the door, laughing. You hear Patrick whine behind you. You continue to run down the sidewalk. Your destination: the park 8 blocks down.
"Babyyy! Come back so we can cuddllle!" Patrick calls after you. You look back at him, and just shake your head, giggling. When you're about three-fourths of the way to the park, Patrick somehow catches up to you and grabs your arm. "Gotcha." He says simply.
"But I wanna go to the park! I have a picnic set up and everything!" You cover your mouth. You weren't supposed to say that. Patrick giggles and wraps his arms around your waist. He pulls you close, and kisses you softly. You pull away to breathe, and you remember that you're casually kissing in the middle of a sidewalk. In front of a stranger's house. Lovely. Patrick takes your hands, and puts his forehead on yours.
"Did I ever tell you," he whispers, "that you have stump eyes?"
"What?!" You quietly exclaim.
"You have, like, rings in your eyes. Like a tree stump."
"Oh...uh, okay...?" You reply. Patrick laughs.
"So are we going to this park, or not?" Patrick steps back, intertwines your fingers, and you start walking. Once you reach the park, and you lead him to the blanket. Patrick lays down on his back, and you copy him. "Look! It's a dog!" He says, pointing out a shape in the clouds.
"Really? I see a cat." You reply, giggling.
"Well," he replies, "it changed. Now it's a tree."
"Is it a tree...stump?" You start laughing like crazy. Patrick just rolls his eyes, smiling.
"I see a car." He says, pointing to a different cloud.
"I see a...house."
"I see a time turner."
"I see a baby carriage."
"I see a rattle."
"Rattle tat tat tat-tat-tat tat-da tat tat." Patrick sings. You turn to your side, and reach for Patrick's hair. "Not this again." He groans as you fix his hair. He turns to his side, stopping you from fixing his hair, and boops you on the nose. You take his fedora and put it over his face.
"What do you see now?" You ask, giggling.
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