TWO: FRIENDS? (PART TWO)

Hello people out there reading this blog! Sorry for the late updates, was a little busy. :) Here is PART TWO of CHAPTER TWO: THE WATTERS. Enjoy and please comment!

...."Ahh!" I screamed...

"Gotcha!" Mr. Watters exclaimed in delight. "Ooh, it's a little guy!"

I almost fainted right on the spot! This was getting upright absurd! It was bad enough Mr. Watters could hear me already - now he could see me too?! How could it be? Mr. Watters was...a weird guy! His son, Jackson, couldn't hear or see me, of course, from yesterday's experience I could tell. "Hello!" I acted friendly and waved. In this kind of situations, the best solution would be to act nice and friendly so that probably Mr. Watters would let me off.

"Hi?" Mr. Watters returned. "Nice to meet you! I'm Mr. Watters. Who are you, little guy? Were you the one talking to me?"

Suddenly, a bizzare thought rushed through my mind. What if...Mr. Watters could become my friend and could help me in difficult situations, like dealing with his family? That will be awesome and my safety will be guaranteed! But will it be safe to trust Mr. Watters? He's big though, but quite friendly. I think it'd be OK.

"I'm Mr. Red," I self-introduced. "Yes, I was the one talking to you. Why were you sleeping?"

Mr. Watters didn't answer my question. He asked his own one instead. "Um...where do you live? I've never seen you here before!"

I was in a dilemma. Should I tell Mr. Watters the truth? If I did, would Mr. Watters do me harm? But if I not, what would happen? I decided to let the cat out of the bag. "Well, I...live here, matter-of-factly," I said, smiling sheepishly. "I just moved in."

"Oh! You live with us?" Mr. Watters exclaimed out loud. "That's cool!" Luckily Mr. Watters didn't ask where in the house I lived, or that would be quite tricky.

"Can Diana, Jackson or Brianna see you?" Mr. Watters grinned and asked me. I scratched my head, thinking.

"I don't really think so," I admitted. "Jackson I'm sure he couldn't see me. Yesterday he almost killed me. But Mrs. Watters and Brianna, I'm not so sure."

"Then, if they can't see you, only I can see you in this house, right?" Mr. Watters was evidently excited.

"Yes." I said.

"Great!" Mr. Watters almost danced in joy. But I was confused. What was so great about this?

"Why are you so happy?" I asked in confusion.

"You don't understand," Mr. Watters said in excitement. "You see, Diana, my wife, demands that I tell her everything. Very bossy woman in fact. Brianna and Jackson are my children, but they don't really take after me. You'll be my secret and my friend. So I can tell you my secrets without being scared that Diana would know! She would only think I'm crazy!"

I laughed out loud. Mr. Watters offered to be my friend first, before I even asked. "I'll be glad to be your friend!" I said, looking at him.

"Thanks, Mr. Red! So you'll be my secret! We'll help each other out, I promise!" Mr. Watters grinned.

"Deal!" I shook Mr. Watters' hand. "So I'll be off? Remember to join your family! It's a Saturday!" I said before jumping off the bed and hiding behind a drawer.

Mr. Watters shook his head and went downstairs, smiling.

I still needed to take some precautions, in fact. Now that Mr. Watters knew that I lived here and could see and hear me, things could get pretty complicated. Now I could only hope that he wouldn't spread this secret to the outside world. It could get hard if other humans knew about me. We tiny guys' lives are supposed to be top-secret. And I sort of broke this rule, ha ha.

I decided to retreat to my home to think about what happened with Mr. Watters. Sitting in my couch, sipping a cup of hot chocolate, I tried to retrace my thoughts. So now I was friends with the head of the house? Good achievement, eh? But I knew not to be overly happy and joyful.

Because I didn't know whether the decision I made, to reveal my identity to Mr. Watters, today was correct. If it was, I would have a much easier time living here. If it wasn't, and Mr. Watters was not a trustable guy, I would be dead meat.

I could only hope for the best right now.