Julia had just gotten out of line, grabbing a plate full of jello. She liked jello...she never had it till before she came to school...often before she would have rice and other foods like that. Well anyways she made her way to an empty table and sat down, eating up the jello as quickly as she could. "mmm...." she giggled excitedly.
Zengeis collected his coke and brownie, blancing the plate on one arm while trying to find the diminutive form of his roomate and pseudo-ward, Julia. Spotting the small yki sucking up a bowl of jello, Zen's markings flashed brighter for a moment as he recognized her. Traversing the mass of 'dragons in his way, he eventually made it to the table and set down his plate. <span style='color:green'>"Hey Julia, how you doin'?"</span>
"Im good, Zengels...how are you?" she slurped up another cubed hunk of jello and snorted slightly. Her eyes trailed off to a mass group of people aweing about something then went back to Zengels, her awesome roomate.
<span style='color:green'>"Pretty good, got lots of homework done."</span> Settling in his seat, poking his slightly stale confectionary with a transluscent claw. <span style='color:green'>"How's school going for you?</span>
"Great..its going really great.." her eyes wandered off back to the group....someone was holding up a...a...what is that....herm.. Her brow raised as she stared at what looked like a big doll...wait..its a small child! A BABY! "Oh! A Baby!" she said with glee. "I love babies!..Zengles do you like babies?" She looked back over at him wodnering what he would say.
Breaking off a small piece of his snack and popping it into his glowing cavern of a maw, Zen' chewed thoughtfully as his small companion squee'd over an infant present in the cafe. In the back of his mind he sighed, guessing that the thill holding the child was far too young to be a parent, even if she did appear to be in her late teen or early twenties. Perhaps she was simply visiting relatives at the school...? Whatever the case, his musings were inturrupted by Julia's question. Slightly startled by the question, Zengeis swallowed the mouthful he had been milking and answered as best he could. <span style='color:green'>"Yeah, they're okay. They seem like a lot of work though."</span>
"oh i bet not" she squealed happly "I want a baby Zengels! I want one!" she giggled and bounced in her seat. "Zengels can you help me get a baby?" Get a baby huh.....it was obvious she didnt know where they came from or how much trouble they were...allot like any child..thats why they made dolls that looked like babies..so basically the child could have a "baby" and not have to actually go thru conception, birth, or the pain staking nights after wards.
Zengeis was on the verge of reply to Julia's initial comment with a 'when you're older', when her next sentance uttered caused him to choke on his mouthful, eyes wide. Gagging down his food, and wheezing at the results. <span style='color:green'>"W-what?!"</span> he rasped, his markings flaring at the surprise that accompanied the adreneline that suddenly surged through his body. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he loosened his death grip on the tables edge, his mohawk flopping loosely to the side as he tilted his head. <span style='color:green'>"Julia... when you get older, someone -maybe your mom, or a teacher- will tell you about babies. But... until then, it's very, very wrong to go asking people to help you 'get a baby'. Okay?"</span> he sighed, trying to loosen the tension that wracked his face.
She looked at him with a saddened look. "Why!? Why cant i have a baby? Its not that hard is it? Where do they come from?" she begged "Tell me Zengels!" she whined She looked at him pleadingly...she wanted a baby so bad.
