The Last of Them All (editing)

I awoke one day to beautiful smells coming from the kitchen, specifically bacon. The greasiness and meatiness of it aroused me from the guest bed I was in and I groggily made my way into the kitchen after throwing some clean clothes on.

I was almost tackled on my way into the kitchen by a Gabriel, who jumped up onto me. I grabbed him to keep both of us from falling onto the floor and tousled his hair.

"What is it Buddy?" I asked him.

"Justin said, he said that," Gabriel was having a hard time to keep himself from giggling and kept burying his face in my shoulder.

"What is it Gabriel? What did Justin say?"

"He said that..."

"Hey!" Justin called out. "Shhh Gabe! I can't tell you anything." He sighed.

I set Gabriel down on the ground and walked farther into the kitchen to find Justin up to his elbows in dishes and food. Frying pans full of bacon and a waffle iron steaming and a smoothie in the blender. He had Babushka Tusik's apron on, but it was too big on him and looked kind of ridiculous.

"What's this?" I asked, sending Gabriel off into the living room to go play or watch T.V. or something.

"What do you mean what's this?" He turned towards me and I stepped back in shock.

"Whoa careful!" I shouted.

"Oh, sorry!" He put the knife that he was cutting fruit with down and gave me a hug. He smelled like bacon, and orange juice and blueberries.

"But seriously," I pulled away. "What is all of this for? And how did you convince Babushka Tusik to let you cook all of this?"

He laughed, and then a look of seriousness came over his face. "Wait?" He gasped and then looked over toward the wall. "Wait? Go look on the calendar! Go look!"

"Okay?..." I walked over to the Calendar on the wall and glanced at the day. Was it Thursday? Yeah I think it was Thursday... So Thursday, July 9. What was so special about the ninth? Last week was the fourth of July, we missed it, but now.... Wait. Wait a second, was today...I looked back towards Justin. Wait?

"Happy Birthday." He said with a smile.

Oh my gosh! It was my birthday! I had been caught up in so many other things that I didn't even realize that today I was sixteen! I felt a lot older though, but I guess that happens when you're worried about your life on a daily basis.

"I, I completely forgot..." I admitted.

"Yeah, I figured you might." He stated, "So I put a little something together. We can at least try and make your sixteenth a good one."

I wanted to kiss him right now, but I instead sat down and started eating food. I was hungry.

"This is so good!" I said in between bites.

Within a couple of moments Andrew rushed into the room. Rushed being more like hobbling in really slowly but with the enthusiasm as if he was running. Clara wasn't far behind him and they both sat down at the table as well.

"Save some for me!" Andrew exclaimed. He started piling up his plate with food. Clara joined him and Justin stopped cooking long enough to get some food himself as well.

"This is really good Justin!" Clara stated.

"Thanks!" He stated. He played with the piece of bacon on his plate. "Hey Clara, are you and Andrew ready to..." He trailed off and tried giving her suggestions to let her know what he was thinking.