From The Somewhat Perilous Plot of the Patriotic Mosquitoes
It was 9:30 in the morning, and Bradley was sitting in the common area. She had a cup of English breakfast tea in hand. And she was quite unsure of what she was going to do today.
Brody was still sleeping soundly on his futon in the room. And Bradley was pretty sure that he was not going to be up before noon. Or at least that was what she thought was going to happen.
They were still on an adventure to rid the Patriotic Mosquitoes from the three supposedly fictitious islands.
If they are really that fictitious. Most likely not.
It was about time for Brody to get out of bed and get ready for the day. It was already 10:30, and Bradley was done waiting for him. She knows that he is not a morning person.
Most people are not.
However, the situation with the Patriotic Mosquitoes could not wait. The Patriotic Mosquitoes wanted to rule the islands as quickly as they could get their hands on them. And they wanted to rid Rockybado from his position as King of Texamilio. And they wanted to create their own fiestas on Galavanti Island. And they wanted to hide all of the keys in Wakahakai.
And they wanted to play hide and seek, too.
It was definitely time for Brody to wake up. Bradley walked into Brody's room and gently shook him until he stirred.
"How are you?" Bradley asked Brody.
"Good. Tired. I'll do anything to go back to sleep," Brody replied.
"Well, why can't you?"
"Because someone said we had to get up now."
"Are we having the Irish breakfast again?" Bradley asked.
"God, I hope so," Brody replied. "I'm starving, but I don't wanna get out of bed."
"That always happens."
"So what are you gonna do?"
"I don't know yet."
Brody went back to sleep, and Bradley called the local Irish pub to ask about the Irish breakfast. She thought that it would be a main dish there. She likes it. Brody likes it. So that is something that they most definitely have in common.
Bradley has been really busy with an internship at a local hospital. And Brody has also been doing an internship with an IT company.
Bradley dialed the number and hoped for the best. She and Brody wanted their share of the beloved Irish dish.
"O'Madigan's, this is Kevin," said a random person on the other line.
"Hi, Kevin," Bradley responded on her end.
"How can I help you today?"
"Are you still making Irish breakfast at this time of day?"
"Unfortunately, no. We discontinued that at 10:30 in the morning. We will make more of the dish at 6:30 tomorrow morning," Kevin replied.
"Oh," Bradley said.
"I'm sorry to tell you that."
"Not a problem. I appreciate you telling me."
"Not a problem. You have a great day."
"Thanks. You, too."
Disappointed, Bradley listened to what Kevin was going to list off as the 10:30 special. For whatever reason, they somehow decided to keep making oatmeal at this time of day.
Apparently, oatmeal is good at any time of the day. And, for some very odd reason, the Irish breakfast is not. Once Bradley hung up with O’Madigan’s, she wrote down on a sticky note what the guys over at that Irish pub were still serving at this time of day. Once she wrote down what she heard over the phone, she placed the sticky note on Brody’s night stand.
Bacon happened to be on the list. Even though that was the case, both Bradly and Brody had to be somewhat disappointed. They were both craving the Irish breakfast the night before. They were waiting for this time of the morning so that they could indulge on the Irish breakfast. And now this was all a disappointment for both of them.
Bradley gently shook Brody again, once she realized that bacon for breakfast was most definitely an option.
“Brody?” Bradley got Brody’s attention.
“What?” Brody replied sleepily.
“What are you going to do?”
“I still don’t know.”
“You’ve been asleep for about thirty minutes,” Bradley remarked.
“I know,” Brody said.
“Ready for that really good bacon?”
“Then, what are we waiting for?”
“You talked me into it. Thanks for that.”
Well, really, what happened was that Brody fell asleep after waking up at 4:30 in the morning. He somehow woke up during that time and couldn't get back to sleep until around 6:30. That had to be a lot of fun for him.
He had been asleep from 6:30 to 10 am. And then somehow he drifted back to sleep. He was lying comfortably on the futon and did not want to be woken up now. He had been awake for about fifteen minutes and then he just didn't want to do anything today.
Slightly annoyed, Bradley returned to the common area and made herself some more tea. It was pretty good tea so she had to help herself. Of course, she had to get another helping of English Breakfast.
Bradley let Brody sleep for another thirty minutes or so. She had a couple snack cakes for breakfast to go with her tea, but she was hoping for an Irish breakfast or Italian food or just food in general. Snack cakes are good for breakfast.
But they are not necessarily good for lunch.
Irish breakfast, for one, is good at any time of the day. As is Italian food. As is Mexican food. As is any kind of food. With the exception to snack cakes. They are only good at breakfast and tea time.
Bacon is also very good for the soul. Bradley thought that she and Brody could also indulge on as much bacon as they'd please. Maybe not all-one-can-eat, but definitely one or two samples of bacon.
In Wakahakai, there is a great bacon store that sells bacon in all kinds and flavors. In Galavanti Island, there is probably a shop quite similar. And same would go with Texamilio.
But Bradley just wanted food. Anything with bacon would be a huge plus but not something they'd have to have.
It was definitely time for Brody to wake up. Bradley walked back into Brody's room and gently shook him until he stirred.
“What?!” Brody exclaimed. He is not and will never consider being a theatre major.
“What happened?” Bradley asked.
“There’s no Irish breakfast.”
“Then, what is it?”
“Oatmeal. I hate oatmeal,” Brody remarked.
“Sorry to hear that,” Bradley said.
“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t care.”
“Does Greek sound good?”
Brody finally got out of bed and decided to get ready for the day. And Bradley decided to wait for him. She was a little upset at the fact that Irish breakfast did not seem to exist at all today. But she was glad that she had Brody with her to try all the food in Wakahakai. Maybe not ALL the food, but at least a good portion of it.
Bradley was waiting for Brody in the common area. She sat on the couch and was texting Claire and Levi simultaneously. She wanted to know what they were up to. Turned out, Claire and Jack were trying out some Spanish food at a local restaurant. Andrew and Levi were with David and Caleb. They all conversed with their creature friend over baklava.
So that definitely had to go well.
As long as the Patriotic Mosquitoes were not there, no problem could, would, or should exist. At least not in this day and age. They would most definitely need to be more presumptuous is that was the case.
"What are you in the mood for?" Bradley asked.
"Anything Greek," Brody said plainly.
"Anything in particular that's Greek?"
"So....like a gyro or saganaki or dolmades?" Bradley clarified.
"Anything Greek," Brody replied.
"I'm getting both of us gyros."
"Gyros are good."
"I've heard these ones are the best in Wakahakai."
"I've heard that."
Bradley and Brody stopped at Santorini's Bar and Grill. It looked like they had pretty Greek food. They noticed the menu had an array of Greek food. And no one has ever failed in making good Greek food, as far as the two kids have known.
Bradley carefully read the menu that was stuck to the exterior of the vending building. Brody could not have cared less about the menu. He already knew what he wanted. And, for all practical purposes. Bradley knew what she wanted as well. They were ready to order.
"Two gyros, please," Brody said to the vendor.
"Sorry, we are fresh out of gyros," said the vendor.
"We can give you chicken sandwiches for half off. People go crazy over these chicken sandwiches."
"What's on them?" Brody asked.
"Well, the chicken is seasoned with many spices, and you can choose your own condiments in the condiment section to your left," the vendor replied.
"That does sound pretty good."
"They're the best."
"Okay. I will try those."
"Two chicken sandwiches?"
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