Kids Will Be Kids

“OK, Kinney,” the blond twink complained as he climbed into Brian’s car for a frequently requested ride home to the loft from the Institute. “You’re five minutes late – like I’m supposed to wait forever - and I got a bone to pick with you too ….”

“I deny everything, Kiddo,” Brian grinned at him. “Yep. I deny everything – except being a little late because of the traffic. I didn’t do it – unless I should have done it – and in that case – if I should have done it - I did do it – just like I was supposed to do ….”

“Oh you did it all right, Brian,” Justin insisted. “That’s a non-issue. I still have the message on my computer - for evidence. You sent me some rules Bill Gates is supposed to want posted in all kids’ rooms – all over the world. You can’t deny that. I’ve got the proof ….”

“Well maybe I did do that one, Taylor,” Brian was still grinning. “Only because I thought they were funny though - and I thought you’d think they were funny too. It was supposed to be a joke. I thought you’d be amused ….”

“Like – I’m supposed to believe that story, Mr. Kinney,” Justin groused. “Funny indeed – and I should be amused. You were telling me – in so many words – that I’m still a kid – like - a spoiled brat - and like – living in some dream world. And now you’re gonna deny that …?”

“Well you are a kid – compared to me, Baby,” Brian reasoned, “as you often feel the need to remind me. And you’re an artist too – so if you didn’t live in a dream world, where would you live …?”

“Maybe in a nightmare world, Sweetheart,” Justin grinned ever so slightly, “maybe with some mean old guy who thinks I’m just a kid living in a dream world – thinking the world owes me a living and ….”

“Geez, JT,” Brian told him, “I never thought of those rules as applying to you – but now that you bring up the subject ….”

“Cut it out. Kinney,” Justin interrupted. “If your only defense is gonna be that your nasty accusations are true, that’s not gonna work – I don’t think ….”

“Yeah, you’re right, Honey,” Brian conceded. “Let me try another tack. Those rules are just stupid and I was insensitive to think they were funny and send them on to you. I just wasn’t thinking straight ….”

“I don’t think the rules are stupid at all, Brian,” Justin disagreed. “Bill Gates is a smart guy – and I think he’s right about kids today too …. When I was a kid, we weren’t like that – we knew all about reality – and always acted responsibly - but modern kids – I don’t know about them ….”

“You’re right, JT,” Brian nodded affirmatively. “And I think it was always that way too. The younger generation never knew which side was up – probably all the way back to ancient Rome and Greece. It’s good that us two were never part of the younger generation …..”

“You didn’t send Mr. Gates’ rules to Mikey or Ted or Emmett, did you, BK?” Justin grinned at him.

“Nope,” Brian admitted. “I didn’t think they would think they were all that funny.”

“And you like – only sent them to me,” Justin continued, “because you knew I had a wise and mature understanding of the human condition – so I would see the inherent humor …?.”

“Exactly, Sweetheart,” Brian laughed. “I couldn’t have stated that any more accurately myself.”

Justin leaned over against Brian. “I’m a little bit sorry I never got to do some of those things Bill Gates says young people do nowadays. Might have been fun. Guess I wasted my childhood opportunity ….”

“Maybe it’s not too late, Taylor?” Brian suggested – taking his right arm unsafely off the steering wheel to encircle the kid next to him.

“I don’t get what you’re telling me, Brian,” Justin told him in reply.

“Yeah you do,” Brian replied as they pulled up in front of the loft.

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