The fridge is stuffed with goodies and beverages. So much so that even Spidey has given up snacking his way through all the represented food groups. He’s simply given up and hangs out in the living room with Matt. They’re slumbering in the recliner and sofa – channel surfing and listening to the humming from the kitchen.
FridayNext: This is Halloween, this is Halloween, Halloween, HALLOWEEN, HALLOWEEN!
Spidey: She’s got the season wrong.
Matt: Haven’t you noticed?
Spidey: Probably but guide me just in case.
Matt: It’s the only Christmassy music she has.
Spidey: A Halloween song?
Matt: The Nightmare before Christmas. The soundtrack.
Spidey: And still no tree.
Matt: *sighs* But it could be worse.
Spidey: How?
Matt: Homemade presents.
Spidey: Aaaooouugggghhhh. Don’t remind me!
FridayNext: The best is yet to come! Ding ding ding!
Spidey: What the hell was that?
Matt: Another version of Michael Bublé. A version the world should never hear.
Spidey: We really are blessed with a very special friend in the kitchen.
Matt: By now she’ll be congaing all on her own in front of the stove.
Spidey: Sight for sore eyes – but at least the runs has stopped.
A litre of buttermilk should do it. Add flour… The boys have never tasted apple dumplings. Well, not the kind that FridayNext makes. Without apples but sugar and marmalade. She doubles the recipe just to be sure there’s plenty to eat. Grog is simmering on the stove as well spiced heavily with rum.
FridayNext: CALL ME IRRESPONSIBLE! A DING DING DING! The froggy song. And now for the congas. Hello everybody, I’m doctor Nick. Hello doctor Nick. Ring-a-ding-ding. And Ich bin ein Muppet Puppet. Drum solo! Go ahead and call me irresponsible...
Spidey: Wouldn’t it be great if she came with a volume control?
Matt: At least she’s not been drinking cola for a week so she’s not as manic as usual.
Spidey: Could have fooled me.
FridayNext: Oh no! Don’t go black on me! Abort mission!
Then the doorbell goes off and both boys stretch and stand up getting ready for UniCorn’s entry.
FridayNext: It’s you! Oh honey!
UniCorn: It’s you! I’m here!
FridayNext: Aaahhhhh!
UniCorn: Aaaahhhh!
Then they hug as if they haven’t seen each other for at least two days. FridayNext whees, claps her hands at supersonic speed and giggles. The boys come into the hallway and greet UniCorn, slightly less manic but still with warmth and love.
Matt: Hey Uni! Merry Christmas!
UniCorn: Oh Matt! Hug!
Spidey: Yo Uni. Merry Chr…
UniCorn: Oh Spidey!
And then she takes him by surprise and engulfs him in a big octopus hug and he goes quiet and shy. Matt nudges him when Uni lets go.
FridayNext: Come into the kitchen with me!
UniCorn: Sure thing, honey!
The afternoon wanders off with giggles and gossip and secrets in the kitchen. The dumplings are ready, the grog is hot and spicy and the boys have been asked to set the table. However, no ChessBoy in sight.
UniCorn: Why hasn’t he come yet?
FridayNext: *giggles*
UniCorn: Get your mind out of the gutter! I’m gonna call him...
UniCorn: Honey, what’s up?
UniCorn: What?
UniCorn: Now?!
UniCorn: But…
UniCorn: You’re kidding!
UniCorn: It’s not okay!
UniCorn: You’re supposed to be here!
UniCorn: But I’ll miss you.
UniCorn: I know it’s a big chance…
UniCorn: It’s not fair, sweetie.
UniCorn: But today? Of all days? TODAY?
UniCorn: Okay then. I love you.
UniCorn: Good luck.
UniCorn: See you tonight.
UniCorn: Bye.
FridayNext: What?
UniCorn: Chess fucking Championship fucking thing!
FridayNext: Now?
UniCorn: I need some grog.
FridayNext leaves her alone in the kitchen and sneaks into the boys. She explains in shorthand and asks them for their help. Matt goes into the kitchen and two minutes later he returns with a quiet UniCorn. Spidey scoots over in the sofa and Matt sits her next to Spidey and then sits down next to her. They both put their arms around her shoulders and accidentally touch each other.
Spidey: Ah!
Matt: Oh!
FridayNext: God, boys!
UniCorn: It’s so unfair!
FridayNext: But what is going on?
UniCorn: He’s been asked to participate in a chess competition. Tonight. Can you freakin’ believe it?!
Matt: World championship, Fri.
FridayNext: Oh my gawd, that’s so cool!
UniCorn: *sends FN a murderous glance*
FridayNext: I’m sorry, honey. But it is. It’s a major chance for him.
Spidey: Hey, we’re not going anywhere.
Matt: Nope. We’re staying put all night and we have tonnes of food that you have to help us devour.
FridayNext: And me! I’m here as well!
Spidey: Yeah…
Matt: Oh god yeah…
FridayNext: Oi boys!
Spidey: Just kidding!
Matt: Sweetling.
UniCorn: But I miss him!
Spidey: Look, give the man some space. If he wins, he’ll be world champion and how cool will that be? Let’s face it, he’s not exactly the coolest dude on the face of the earth when it comes to hobbies so this could boost him and send him to Matt’s and my level. See what I mean?
UniCorn: Indeed. In a very insulting and clear way.
Spidey: Just the way it was supposed to be.
Spidey leans over and kisses her on her temple and Matt repeats the gesture from his side and then UniCorn goes all red in her face. Such a beautiful colour that matches her long red hair. FridayNext sits in front of UniCorn on the footstool and sees that UniCorn may be a bit under the weather at the moment but she’ll soon feel better now that the boys have pampered her a bit.
FridayNext: And now for the first part of the feast. Apple dumplings. Are you ready?
They sit down at the dining room table and Matt makes sure that everybody has grog in their glasses all the time. After half an hour UniCorn mellows a bit and ChessBoy is forgiven.
FridayNext: Honey, how do you like them green apples?
Matt: *gawking at FN* I love you!
FridayNext: Score to me! Kissy kissy kissy.
Spidey: What the hell is wrong with you?
Matt: I don’t know. It must be the baileys. How many litres has she added?
Spidey: Apparently none because the rest of us haven’t lost our marbles, dude.
To be continued shortly…
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