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"Me, neither," Julian said, leaning on the island and looking like he'd been there for a while. "How's your arm, jock strap?"
"Fine, grunt swipe," Raa snorted, turning toward him with Marcus still in his arms. "What are you doing in my house?"
Julian quirked a small grin. "Two things. First, Coach is pissed you didn't come practice this morning-"
"I am not going practice when I can't play," Raa cut in, frowning.
"The second, is I have a present for you, but I'm not unloading it by myself, so get your lazy ass outside and I don't want any crap about you being hurt."
Raa, who was caught between surprise that Julian brought him something and whining that he was hurt and therefore shouldn't be expected to lift anything other than Marcus, snapped his mouth shut and followed Julian outside to the back of his Bronco, mouth dropping open when he saw what was inside. Grease-stained boxes full of grimy gears, broken carburetors, and an old set of rust-pocked drag handlebars were laid out around a large metal frame, but what had caught Raa's attention was the V-Twin engine.
"That's a 1948 Panhead," he said flatly, pointing at it. He turned to Julian, who was actually grinning. "That's a 1948 Panhead! Marcus! That's a 1948 Panhead!"
"I can't even change the oil in my truck, but uncle thinks I can do something with all this junk," Julian said, cocking his hip against the bumper of his Bronco. "So I thought I'd give the problem to you."
"This is not junk!" Raa corrected, aghast that Julian would imply such a thing as he climbed into the back of the Bronco and started going through boxes. "Panheads are classic Harley Davidson, and that engine right there could sell on E-Bay for $1,300 easy and it's nothing but a shell, and that frame? Don't even get me started on that frame!"
"We're not parking in the garage any time soon, are we?" Kendall asked, peaking over Julian's shoulder.
"Nope," Raa said, holding a cracked piston to his chest like it was the most precious thing in the world.
Kendall rolled his eyes to heaven, but went to tell Aban to move his SUV.
"If he asks me what day of the week it is, I'll be sorely tempted to answer 'orange'." ~Chang WuFei, The Arrangement.