《Wickers Little Sister - Mitchell》1•4
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We were on the bus waiting to go to 'Tring ink museum and petting zoo'
"Kim why is it an ink museum and a petting zoo?"
"I don't know Mitch we'll find out when we get there won't we," he nodded and pulled me closer to him on the seat I smiled and Alfie started talking,
"The rule is, don't do anything Mitchell tells you to do,"
"Joe, you're going to kill yourself mate!" I snatched the plastic back from him, the bus started moving. I was sat with Mitch with my head on his chest and his arm around me, he pulled a bag of miniatures out of his bag,
"Jesus Mitch," he shrugged,
"My brother got fired from a shitty airline an' he stole all these and a few life jackets,"
Alfie walked down the aisle and Stephen gasped loudly behind me,
"What are you wearing?"
"I tried to tell him Stephen but he wants 'to be just like bear grills'," I put up air quotes,
"Well yeah," Alfie rolled his eyes, "Bear Grills is an icon," I shook my head and leaned onto Mitch,
"I told you two not to sit together,"
"Your problem not mine," I shrugged,
"Why can't we go paintballing?" Rem shouted from the back of the bus,
"Because it doesn't correspond with a class Rem,"
"Art?" I said to Alf and he walked away, probably to tell Gulliver about it.
"Honestly stop drinking!" I took his miniatures and walked down the bus after Mitch had his third Malibu in a row, I walked down the aisle towards Alfie and Gulliver,
"Here are Mitchell's drinks," Alfie took them from me,
"I need you to sit next to Joe or something," Alfie said to me,
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"Why?"
"Because you and him are not dating nor will you ever be,"
"I think they are quite cute together," miss. Gulliver said to Alfie, smiling.
"Thanks miss," I walked down the aisle knowing that he was watching and kissed Mitch just to annoy him, he huffed and turned away just as Mitch kissed the side of my head hugging me. We sat down again and started playing eye spy.
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We pulled up to the museum and walked out it was pretty minging and the boy looked like he had an issue or two going on with him,
"Hello children, we are the petting zoo but we have worms so look don't touch policy,"
"That's disgusting," I said as he showed a worm from a weasel,
"Does anyone have any questions?"
"Right my mate Ryan," Mitchell started I rolled my eyes but kept listening, "said that he found a beak in his chicken nugget, but how I thought that Chickens lay the eggs but if there was a beak do they not or..?"
"Mitch, are you an idiot?" I asked, "actually don't answer that," We walked around the zoo for a while just talking because all the animals were dirty and not nice looking, the farmer man called us all over,
"Behold the magnificent Rhino Pig," he pulled back a curtain to reveal a pig with something on its head,
"Is that a fucking cornetto?" I asked laughing,
"Your wife got a name?" Mitch laughed.
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"Who here knows where ink comes from?" The man asked,
"A pen?" Joe said,
"No,"
"Well it does doesn't it!" Mitch said, the guy actually looked depressed,
"Who here takes a paper?" No one put their hand up, "who here has read a book?" No one put their hand up, "Alright, who here thought that the ink was boring?" Everyone put their hand up.
The man's crazy son was staring at me and trying to talk to me, Mitch glared at him,
"What do you want weirdo?" Mitch asked scaring him away,
"What do you thinks wrong with him?"
"It'll be something in a minute," Mitch wrapped a protective arm around me, and we started walking away only to get called back to the bus.
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