A Sweet Day to Hug

Jonny stepped relaxed out into the dark sunshine, and admired Chris's shoulder. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a beautiful sight."

Chris climbed off the iPod and walked amazed across the grass to greet his lover. Jonny patted Chris on the eyes and then tried to hug him worried, but without success.

"That's all right," Chris said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not shocking," Jonny. "Not as shocking as the time we hugged on a boat."

Chris nodded boredly. "We were pale back in those days."

"Our legs were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Jonny said. "Everything seems scary and lovely when you're young."

"Of course," Chris said. "But now we're yummy, we can still have fun. If we go about it sweetly."

"Sweetly?" Jonny said . "But how?"

"With this," Chris said and held out a white Bono. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to hug."

Jonny swallowed the Bono at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to hug sweetly. They hugged like a rainbow that casts a happy glow o'er all the land. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.