LA 2009.

“It’s so romantic” Chris, sight putting her, little fists under her chin.

“Actually, the very same night I found out something very amusing about my wife” Bette said with small laugh.

“What was that mama” Angie called from the back side.

“She is a sleep-walker” Bette said laughing out loud “But I’m not very sure if I have right to tell you this part”

“Why not” Angie asked again, she was very curious to hear that part.

“You know, mama T will hang me up side down if she found out” Bette said knowing her wife’s temper

“You’re terrified of her?” Angie instigate her mom  

 “Well, it was 3.am in the morning…”

Panama Gulf 1990…3.am

Bette’s room was right next to Tina’s. They were separate by only one thin wall. Approximately 3.am in the morning Bette was woken up by loud jab. She jumped quickly, reaching for her gun. The alert wasn’t in her room; the noise was coming from Tina’s room. She went there, opening the door very carefully. Bette scratching her neck, looking like a deer in headlights. Tina was standing in the middle of her room holding a vacuum-cleaner, and apparently she was vacuuming.

“Tina…Tina, what are you doing?” Bette asked her gently.

“There are dust bunnies everywhere!” Tina said, spinning around the place.

“So you’re vacuuming dust bunnies?” Bette was standing still at the door.

“No, their poop, it’s all over the place.”

“Oh my god she’s sleep- walker” Bette thought

“You’re stepping in it! Don’t step in it!” Tina said pointing with the end of the vacuum- cleaner.

“T, why don’t we leave the dust bunny poop until morning?” Bette wasn’t sure what to do in this case. She had never deal before with sleep- walkers. “Come on. Let’s get you tucked in, you crazy bitch.”

Bette spent the night in Tina’s room, holding her tight. She was concerned for her friend/ fly-buddy/ secret girlfriend.

LA. 2009

“Oh, now I get it, that’s why she was making a birthday cake few nights ago.” Angie said laughing out loud. The whole room laughs too.

“Oh, so that’s why we were out of eggs” Bette said now laughing to.

“Have I ever told you the fireworks story?” Bette asked

“No, never,”

“Well…”

Panama 1990 morning after the dust bunnies…

“Where you been?” Tina spotted Bette near the living building

“Just around, looking for dust bunnies” Bette replayed with hands in her pockets.

“Dust what? Never mind… I did some shopping on the black market. Bought some fireworks.” Tina said with devilish smirk “Now I’m going to have some fun.”

“Big fun.” Bette asked raising eyebrows

“More like Noisy fun.” Tina replayed

“Doesn’t sound like well planned fun.” Bette was concerned for the consequences” I wouldn’t do this if I was you.”

“I know.” Tina said, still wearing that devilish smirk” But then you wouldn’t do anything.” She said, poking Bette in the ribs, then leans and brush her lips in Bette’s” See you later sugar”

“See you later.” Bette said shaking her head.

Few hours later the whole night sky was light up with fireworks coming from the trunk of major Kroll’s jeep. Poor Phyllis had no idea what devil hit her that night…