“No, but I’m sure we will be glued to the TV watching that episode when it comes out. How long does it take to get them posted?”
Tabian blew out a breath and thought about it for a couple of seconds. “One to three days depending on how much editing I need to do. Or if my Pack has something going on when I get home and I don’t have as much time to work. I try to get them out quick. At least one episode a week.”
“Do you get to go on any of the trips?” Donnie asked Bayen.
“Dad,” the girl said under her breath. Her cheeks were bright red. She glanced up at Bayen and said, “Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Bayen said in the politest pair of words Tabian had ever heard come from his mouth. “Um, I haven’t been on any camping trips. I do solo camping.”
“I’m actually taking him with me to Warner Bluff, but you might not see him on camera. I’m going to pay him to do videography. See if I can’t get him learning the new camera I got.”
“Wait, what?” Bayen said.
“Tru is grocery shopping for the trip right now. That’s why she needed the car.” Tabian shrugged. “It’s up to you if you go.”
Bayen looked at the girl, and then back to Tabian. “Ummm…”
“Son, say yes,” Donnie said excitedly. “Do you know what he just did? He came out wolf on camera. He nearly broke the internet.”
Tabian hid a smile. He knew that. His viewership had exploded over the last couple of days.
“I have school though,” Bayen murmured.
“Tru already called you out for two days.”
Bayen’s gold eyes were so bright right now. “Ummm…” He looked back at the girl. “I guess I can learn the camera then.”
Tabian tried to keep his cool. He didn’t even fist pump or anything. “If you see the camera fall, blame it on him,” Tabian joked to Donnie and walked toward the counter to order.
“I bet you’ll do fine,” the girl said quietly.
Bayen hovered for a few seconds more, and said goodbye to the family, then joined Tabian as he ordered three meat lovers pizzas with stuffed crust, per Bayen’s preference, a couple sodas and cheesy bread.
Beside him, Bayen was distracted and kept glancing at the table.
“She would be cute with you,” Tabian said nonchalantly.
“Don’t be lame,” Bayen gritted out.
“Do you know her? What’s her name?”
“Breah Hamilton.”
“Cool name. I wonder what she’s going to tell the kids at school when you aren’t there the next couple of days.”
Bayen glanced back at her, and Tabian caught it. He wore a slight smile before he hid it.
“I bet some of your classmates will watch this episode,” Tabian lamented. “Probably. Maybe.”
“A lot of people watch your videos. What if I suck at the camera?”
“I won’t let you suck,” Tabian said with a shrug. “I’ll insult you until you’re better at it. I have a new drone you can learn too. I’m trying it out for a review.”
“So, you aren’t making it up?” he asked as Tabian paid with his debit card. “You’re really taking me?”
“If you want to go.”
“And Tru is going too?”