Juggling Daggers

I ran into Nerius’ big open wings. 

They enveloped me in a tight hug. 

“What are you doing here?” I asked. 

“Yurhy srei meings.” 

“Vacation huh? Are you sure you’re not here because you knew we’d be here?” 

He paused. “Nresh.”

“Liar.” I shook my head. 

“What is he doing here?” Cedric questioned.

“None of your business. Don’t be a jerk.” I stated.

“Yeah, you wouldn’t want him to toss you again.” Penn snorted. 

“Shut it pretty boy!” Cedric stomped over to his mother. 

“Nerius, you remember Penn.” I smiled.

“Shrup boit nurevsh marship?”

“Nerius!”

“What did he say?”

“He asked me if you still cry after intercourse.” I chuckled. 

“Gue