Hi! Welcome to my new english story!
I hope you will like it.
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I couldn't help but laugh as I ran. THAT was life!
"Get her!", was shouted after me, and when I turned around, I could see them following me still, but they were too slow. I knew my way around, especially here. Grinning, and clutching the cube of energon I had taken securely to my chest, I sped through the groups that were on the streets.
Those that had been following me for a while now were finally falling back more and more, just as I reached the apartment building I lived in. They were too far away to see me slipping through the door.
Still grinning, but also venting quite heavily, I pressed myself close to the dirty wall on the left side of the door, and froze. A few kliks passed in silence, but just as I was about to take a step forwards, I heard something through the door. My pursuers, probably. For that short moment while they passed, I stopped venting altogether. It just simply wouldn't do if they were to catch me now, after all.
Kliks turned into breems, until finally, the search for me was called off with a resigned: "We won't find her now, she's probably already in a completely different part of the city... Let's get back to work."
"Or we'll have to steal like her, too!", another voice called out, but no one commented on it. The one that had said it was right, though. I was mostly stealing because even with what I managed to get in my 'job', we were still only barely scraping by. But it was fun, too. I was good at stealing.
Now simply smiling, I began to climb the stairs. The elevator was out of function, and had been that way long before I came here. Not that practical, if you lived in one of the apartments that were a little higher up. (Not like they were better, the way up was just longer...) Especially if you came home tired and it was already late. I really wondered whether I would be alone today.
"Hey, hello, anyone home?", I yelled once I had reached our small apartment. I hoped they were home, but it was highly unlikely, actually.
Therefore, I almost jumped in shock as a familiar voice called back: "We're both home!" I couldn't help but smile happily at that. They really were home! That had been the voice of Orion, the younger of the two brothers I lived with. He was a dock worker, a straining job, but quite well-paid in comparison to what I could earn, being a youngling. His older brother Megatronus was a miner. They had taken me in when they found me on the streets one orn.
If I was honest, I had to admit that... well, they had actually caught me trying to steal from them. I still sometimes wondered why they hadn't just given me to the next enforcer.
"I got us a cube of energon!", I shouted upon entering. Maybe that was a reason? I was quite a good thief, if one didn't count my recklessness sometimes. But maybe it was just the fact that Orion was really kind, and I mean really, really, really kind.
"Great.", Megatronus answered whe he saw me entering the kitchen/living room, where they sat on the only couch we had.
"But wasn't the orn where you got your pay just two orns ago?", Orion questioned. I would have laughed at that, had it been someone else. But it was Orion who had asked. He knew that I tended to steal, and he understood that it was necessary to keep the three of us fueled, but that didn't mean that he had to like it.
I sighed. "I stole it. Don't worry, no one saw me coming here, I don't make mistakes like that anymore, I promise. Come on, that cube's one whole meal for all three of us, and it was nearly completely unsupervised. Do you know how tempting that was?" I had no idea why I always felt the need to explain myself to him, to explain what I did and why I did it. As if I had to justify what I did.
"Very tempting apparently, since you took it.", he answered, resigned. He was never happy about it, but he accepted it.
Before the discussion could start again, Megatronus interjected: "It is time to eat anyways. Better if the evidence just disappears. There could be another control coming for all we know."
He was right. Those random controls for anything illegal were really annoying, but no one could do a thing against them, not without being convicted of a crime, and be it just 'resisting the authorities'. That in itself was dangerous already. It was better to simply hide everything, or just consume what was stolen as soon as you could. There were a few very useful tricks that circulated among the poorer people.
My tanks already gurgled at the mere thought of fresh, high quality energon, even if it was just one third of a cube, as always. There were stories of how in the past, everyone could afford having at least a full cube each per meal, but those were just stories, probably fictional.
I was the one to drink first, as I was the one who had gotten the cube for us. It was pure bliss, the quality higher than anything I had tasted over the last vorn at least. But my third of the cube still passed way too soon, and I handed it over to Orion, who took it without hesitation. He was as hungry as I had been, probably even more so.
Once Megatronus had finished the cube, he crushed the remains and threw it into the waste bin. Now it was just some unrecognizable scrap, nothing interesting. If a control came, it would be completely unconspicous.
I didn't even realize that this thought must have somehow jinxed it, until someone banged on the door and shouted: "Open up, for a control!"