I just noticed that this story is pretty muddled up. So far about my first attempt to post a fic here. =( But I’ll finish this story soon before it goes too crazy. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brian’s POV God, that kid really got on my nerves. Since hours he was already singing and bouncing in the seat next to me. How could you be so happy to go to Finland? I was tempted to throw him out of the plane - if I only could open that damn window. Finland, that only reminds me of reindeers, knitwear fashion and wood. But wait, weren’t there a lot of saunas too? Hmm, that did sound interesting. I licked my lips. Maybe it wasn’t so bad to go to Finland after all. At least I didn’t know anybody there yet, so there was a lot of fresh meat for me. Men, strong like bears. Yeah. Still it didn’t help that Justin totally got on my nerves. Justin’s POV I was so excited. I was out of jail and going on vacation. I loved to travel. And I could irritate Brian, that was so much fun. I saw his grimace and it made me sing even more. “Don’t you have a book?” Brian hissed. “Oh, I forgot, you can’t read.” Ha, ha, very funny, asshole. But even his stupid remark couldn’t muffle my good mood. Everything was fine again. The police had interrogated Peter and he had finally admitted that everything was a big misunderstanding. And fortunately he hadn’t mentioned my name. So I got off fairly lightly. I was born lucky. So, of course I had to sing loudly and show the world how happy I was. Brian put on his headphones and turned up the board radio. That was a pity. Now I couldn’t vex him anymore. But I wouldn’t give up that easily. When they finally brought our food, I accidentally (cough, cough) let fall down my tray into his crotch. I learnt a lot of new curses that day. Finland welcomed us with a grey sky. We had a wooden house directly on the beach and a strange kind of butler who picked us up at the airport and drove us to our lodging. Ted must have paid him. But I didn’t care. At least I had somebody to talk with. The area seemed pretty empty. There was no single person here as far as you could see. It could have been perfect, for me at least. I loved to paint in peace. But it was pouring with rain today. Cold rain. A rough wind blew over the Baltic Sea, and it was a wonder that my beach chair didn’t tip over. I sat here under the roof of the porch. So I didn’t get wet and could at least pretend to be a real holidaymaker. Brian, an idiot like always, suddenly had lost it completely. “I’ll go swimming.” He announced and stormed to the water. “Are you out of your mind? It is raining and cold. You will freeze to death in the water! Not that I care, but I don’t want to rescue you and give you a mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.” Brian ignored me completely. He continued to walk till his feet were standing in the water. “SHIT, THIS IS COLD!” “I told you, moron!” I split my sides with laughing. God, that was so funny! I slapped my tights, not caring if I got any bruises. “Fuck you! I’m a tough guy. Ice-bathing is no problem for me!” Brian yelled and forced himself deeper into the water. “I can hear your teeth. They are chattering like crazy!” I shouted, laughing even louder. In my eyes were shimmering the first tears and my stomach cramped. Could I really become sick from laughing? Well, actually it was more screaming than laughing. But hey, who cared? Brian did care. “You laugh like a drunken donkey. That’s not very attractive, Justin.” He yelled back, the water was already sweeping around his belly button. “And you aren’t very nice to look at either, you trembling hero!” Brian’s POV I wanted to give a good answer to Blondie, but nothing else than “Boo huh, ahhh, ahuha” came out of my mouth. Shit, this cold would surely kill me. Why did I even do this? Did I want to impress that kid, or what? Sometimes I doubted my own sanity. *Stud of Liberty Avenue - Frozen to death in the distant Baltic Sea* I could see the headlines already. But at least I would be on the cover. That was not a bad thought. I almost provocatively made a big step forward - and got swallowed by a huge wave.