Shark had been about to bite at the fingers covering his eyes when they pulled back. His anger hadn’t completely left when he turned to greet who’d been covering his eyes.
“What was that for, Sinbad?” His irritated question just made Sinbad snort in amusement.
“Couldn’t help myself, man,” He told him as he lit up a cigarette. “I was taking a break from work and saw you out here.”
Hearing ‘work’ now got Shark’s interest. “Yeah? Where do you work?”
Sinbad didn’t give him a straight answer. “That, uh…that’s confidential, man. If I told anyone what I did for a living, there’d be hell to pay.”
In the end, Sinbad didn’t stay long. Shark was left alone at the bridge as he left, almost frantically so.
It seemed rather suspicious that he practically fled right before a loud explosion came from a swamp house in the distance.
Stunned that such an event happened fairly abruptly, Shark was thankful it didn’t reach where he was.
“That was…weird.” He waited to see if anyone was going to run out screaming, but no one did. Shark then decided to make a run for it before any police showed up.
A long walk to the diner later, Shark ended up staying there for his dinner. He just stared at the menu he was given as he contemplated getting something other than a hamburger or chicken strips.
While he was still contemplating, Shark watched as a few teenagers he’d gone to school with came in. Right away, a twinge of sadness could be felt throughout him.
Shark missed having been friends with them. Of course, he didn’t really have a choice in losing their companionship. It had been taken from him by force, out of spite and jealousy.
It was especially hurtful given the circumstances under which it happened. For all Shark knew, Sinbad was probably his only real friend.
His mulling over was interrupted by a loud crash outside. Looking out the window, he saw the ever familiar golf cart having crashed into a streetlight.
“Oh, jeez…” Shark could really only facepalm as Bill jumped out and loudly declared himself Iron Man. “I’m getting out of here before he recognizes me…”
Dropping his menu on the table, Shark looked for the back exit to the diner, and made a run for it. As he left, he caught a brief glimpse of Bill dousing himself with something from a barrel.
Bill’s shouting could be heard after Shark got well past the diner. Not even covering his ears helped much.
Upon reaching the mansion, he noticed both cars were gone, meaning most of the other adults had gone to work for the night.
Shark entered through the back, seeing only his sister still in the kitchen cleaning up some sort of mess.
“Are all the adults gone?” He hoped just once that the two of them could have a civil conversation.
There was no such luck, given the way Lolly snapped her head around to look at him. “Yes, even Grandma. And don’t think I saved you any leftovers. In fact…”
Lolly strode over and thrust a bucket of soapy water towards him. “Make yourself useful and clean up Bill’s mess. I have plans with my friends tonight!”
She then left before Shark could properly react. When she was gone, Shark just sighed and went to finish cleaning the mess in the kitchen and dining room.
“I wonder if Sinbad’s ever had to deal with something like this…” The entire time he cleaned, Shark’s mind was focused only on Sinbad. It was enough to have him blushing for hours.