Travis's POV

LORD IRENE, WHY WOULD I DO THAT?!

I just told the person I hate the most I was a demon! AND I DIDN'T EVEN HESITATE! What is wrong with me? Am I going crazy? Suffering from an illness? *gasp* DIEING?!

I kept on panicking while we both walked to the car silently. I feel so awkward walking like this next to Zane and me worrying on what I have done…

Zane was in shotgun and I was driving. I looked at him while he stared out the window of the car. He seemed blank minded. And that made me panic even more.

IS HE THINKING OF ME?! SHOULD I SAY SOMETHING?! WHAT. DO. I. DO.

I finally broke the silence.

Travis: "SO?! uh-I-I mean -heh- so- yeah…"

Zane: " ..."

I looked down, then looked at the road. Nervous and awkward out of my mind… Zane moved from his position and looked down as well. He also seemed nervous.

Irene, why did I have to say anything? Couldn't I have said it any worse? So what I told him I was a demon from another dimension and that I was the son of the ruler of the Demon world and that I'm the prince of that world. And that I had been-

I was interrupted suddenly by a… what is that white stuff on the window?

On the front window there was a small splash of something white with brown gross stuff splattered on.

Zane snorted. Then chuckled and smiled? I guess? Idk, he's wearing a mask!

Travis: "What? What is it?"

Zane gushed a bit and he had a mischievous look, staring at me. Acting like he was above everyone else, as per usual. But I was getting used to it. And it seemed like he was trying to joke off. Is this how Aphmau sees Zane?

Zane: "You seriously don't know what it is? Think about it. You probably seen it on some cars during this season."

I pouted thinking hard while I found a parking stop at Olive Garden. Hmmm… What looks like paint with ugly brown-

?: "Hey momma, look! There's a bird dookie on that guy's car!"

The little boy was loud enough for me to hear in the car. I widened my eyes and stared, then looked away, at the poop on my car.

Travis: "Gross! Why didn't you say anything sooner(I nudged him)?"

Zane smirked.

Zane: "It's more fun if the person finds out for himself. How do you not know what that was? Anyway let's head in. I'm starving and I wanna start talking about that 'thing' about earlier."

Zane went out the car first and headed inside. I told him to get a table for us while I stayed in the car looking for my wallet.

While he headed inside I already had my wallet in my pocket. I looked in the car mirror and fixed my air and checked my breath. This is gonna get messy.

Ha. I've always wanted to say that.