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Eddie Kaspbrak has a love/hate relationship with the Hanlon farm.
Pro: he gets along well with the other farmhands.
Con: why the fuck did Florida have to be so hot?
Personally as a boy from Maine, Eddie hadn’t had too many hot summers like this. It was colder up north. Basic science.
He glances up at the sky, one hand at his brow to shield his eyes from the sun. It was directly above him and shining down just about as hard as it could. It was only noon. Great.
Eddie counted himself lucky that he only had to deal with the animals today. Otherwise he would have gone crazy. And he didn’t want that, not during his first summer with the farm.
“Hey, Eddie!”
Eddie blinks against the sun as he glances in Mike's direction.
“Mike,” he says back. The boy smiles at him, holding out the picnic basket in his hand.
“Fancy a break yet?”
Eddie smiles wide. “I’m almost done. Maybe then?”
“I could wait here?” Mike sets the basket down, then looks back up at Eddie.
Eddie shrugs. Then he makes sure to do his last task quickly enough that he doesn’t waste too much of the other boy’s time. Then he’s making his way back to Mike, who’s already laid down the blanket for the two of them and most of the items.
“Hey,” Eddie says, sitting down.
“Hey, yourself,” Mike says back.
“You didn’t have to do this, Mikey,” Eddie says, trying to catch Mike’s eye.
“I know, I know, you said you didn’t want to celebrate, but it’s a huge deal, Baby!” Eddie blushes at the pet name. “You’re the big 21! And hey,” he continues, holding out a finger before taking out a bottle of wine.
“Mike,” Eddie smiles. “You really didn’t have to.” He reaches forward, gently taking the bottle. “But I guess since you have it.” Mike chuckles at that before producing two cups; a little unusual for wine, but neither of them were normal at heart. The two cups are poured and Eddie takes a small sip, letting the sweet, dry taste coat his tongue.
Mike raises his eyebrows as he takes his own sip. “So,” he says after, “how is it?”
“I like it!” Eddie smiles again.
Mike smiles. He looks at Eddie fondly, leaning forward a bit, and says, “Happy Birthday, Baby.”
Eddie leans forward as well, meeting him in the middle for a kiss. He giggles to himself after, then gestures to the rest of the food on the blanket. “Thanks for all this, Mikey.”
“Absolutely no problem, Eddie. Strawberry?”