What else happened that cement covered day? I could talk about my shower, but that's not very interesting. Well, except for the part where I found the dead fish in the shower. No, it wasn't Jimbo. Just some fish. It was the one I was going to make for dinner. For myself and my three houseguests. Mother doesn't eat, but still, you can imagine how big that fish I was going to cook was. We had to go out for dinner, which meant I had two choices: leave Mother home alone for about an hour and a half, or take her to whatever restaurant we chose to eat at. Whichever choice I choose, it'll be the wrong one. Mother made the choice easy.
     Sephy! I was watching this movie on TV, and now I know how to make a Molotov Cocktail. Want one?
     We went to the restaurant, well, it wasn't really a restaurant. It was this corny place that was decorated to look like a fifties restaurant. Maybe sixties... beats me. It was before my time anyway. Mother brought Tiffany along to keep her company. Aeris wore this outfit that her look like one of the waitresses, just without the roller skates. I told the waitress there'd be five of us, not counting the fish, and that Mother would order, but not eat. She sat us at this little booth. I sat on one side, Mother trapped in the corner to my left, and Aeris on the open side on my right. Vincent and Lucrecia-
     You should call Leukemia "Other-Mother" 'cause it rhymes.
     Anyway, Vincent and Other-Mother were across from me-
     Us.
     "Yeah, Mother. Across from us. Thanks."
     Just trying to help. You're not talking. No dialog is boring. I'll take over from here.
     "Oh you will, will you?"
     Yeah. Watch and learn. Ahem. Mother -'cause this is you talking- found a crack in the cushiony seats and began pulling out all the fuzz in the seats.
     "Oh you didn't..."
     Oh, but I did. Or did you not notice how uncushiony your seat is?
     "Waitress!" I yelled. "We're not ready to order, but you'd better take our order anyway, just so we get out of here faster."
     The waitress ran over and we all just ordered the grilled cheese. Mother sat Tiffany on the table.
     You're still not talking. It really isn't as boring as you're making it out to be. Aeris has been talking the whole time but you're not getting any of her conversation.
     "I hear her, Mother. I'm just not acknowledging her because she's not saying anything interesting. You want me to put say everything happening? Okay fine."
     Vincent and Other-Mother kept looking deeply into each other's eyes. It was friken disgusting me. Aeris kept saying lude things about the utensils-
     Such as?
     Such as "oh baby. Sephiroth, I wanna fork you so badly. Come on. Let's spoon!"
     I don't get it.
     "You wouldn't."
     Oh wait. Yes I do. She's being dirty, well, I can be funny and dirty too. I heard this somewhere. Ahem. "Hey! Gimme the wallet or I'll knife you! I'm serious... whatever the hell you are! I will cut you like butter... 'cause your skin looks easily cut... like butter.
     "Mother, shut up."
     The food came, as did the manager. He wanted to know what was up with the giant pile of fuzz in front of Mother. I told him to just add the cost to the bill, and we all ate.
     I'm done... I couldn't... eat... another... bite...
     "Mother, you haven't even started eating. You've still got a whole sandwich there."
     Nothing stops Mother from being stupid. She took the whole grilled cheese sandwich and stuffed it in Tiffany's bowl.
     Now don't tell Sephy I'm feeding you from the table. He'd get mad and probably have an ulcer.
     We got the astoundingly large bill, paid it, and headed out. Mother took Aeris's half a sandwich and some fries in a to-go box. I didn't know why until we got home.
     "Hey Jenova," Aeris said when we walked in my front door. "Where's the box you took home?"
     Oh that old thing? Well, ya see, since we walked to dinner and didn't take a car, we didn't have a car to give that old leftover dinner smell, so I broke into this car and left it for them. I'm sure they'll enjoy the food when they find it.
     Guess what Aeris learned that night? We only have two rooms. There's the guest room that Vincent and Other-Mother are in right now, and there's my room. Mother might have a room somewhere, but she won't tell me where it is. Nope, we don't have sleeping bags... or carpeting for that matter. Aeris was "forced" to sleep with me in my tiny twin bed. I can't say I hated this... well, yes I can. A tiny bed, and I have to share it with a bed-hog. She took all the sheets that night, and most of the bed surface space. I was fine though. It was all worth it 'cause I got to see what Aeris's "pajamas"... no you pervert. She didn't sleep nude. But she did sleep in this "big" t-shirt which seldom covered all of her panties.
     If I didn't know you, I'd say you have a panties fetish. Oh wait, I do know you.
     "Do you have anything important to say, Mother?"
     No, but I wish you'd stop talking. Everybody knows that I like to have the last word of each of these things...
     "Yeah, I've noticed that lately."
     Shh! I'm trying to sleep!