"James?"Henry inquiries."What if the bike suddenly says 'I quit' and throws us off like in a drama?"
" Henry?!, You started your if machine again?!"
"I can't help it - my brain runs on 'what if' fuel!" Henry justifice.
"Then,I hope you would lack of fuel" James wished.
"Hy don't wish that. You know I can't live without if machine and if the fuel is in short supply, how will the machine will run. Then I'll probably die. You want your friend to die. How cruel you are - even the villain would be impressed!" Henry exclaimed.
"Relax, drama king. If your 'if machine' dies, I'll personally invent a 'maybe motor' to keep your nonsense alive. But until then—hold tight, I think the bike just sighed in exhaustion!" James snored.
"A 'maybe motor'? Wow. So my legacy lives on in maybes now? At least put my name on it — The Henry-nator 3000, powered by pure overthinking and occasional snacks!"
Henry quipped.
"Deal! But only if it comes with a built-in drama alarm that screams 'Henry alert!' every time you say 'what if!'" James teased.
"James! You always make me short on words"Henry muttered.
James stops his bike at Henry's home and suggested " be careful next time budy!"
"Okay bye" Henry said.
"Yeah just go now"
"I am home , mom"
As he entered home he was surprised by the presence of a girl named Juno.
" Henry, how have you been" Juno asked.
Henry pushed her back and said " Hy, when did you came back, Bambi berry. Just go back. Mom! You didn't told me, if you had i'd be at James home".
"Mom! Look at him , what is he saying? "
"Henry , go and take shower and as for you come with me" Henry's mom ordered.
Henry moved to his room and lied down on his beD
THE JAMES SIDE :
He was sitting on dinning table and her mother showed up by calling him "my cute little pumpkin, my pumpkin"
" Mom!!!!!" James shouted.
"Okay okay be quiet ". Requested his mother." Eat up and then take shower you sniff badly".
James smells his underarms and murmured"I don't think so" .
"You think I can't hear you. You are becoming more mischievous by the time"
"No mom!.It's not mischief, Mom — it's just creative living with a twist of adventure!"
She stares at him and paused. Locked target. And then gifted him a free face massage - slap and command "Stop talking and eat up"
"Mom! I am grown up now!. Don't slap me "
" If you said that again I'll do the face massage again." His mom yelled.