"Come on,"
"No."
"Come on!"
"No."
If you don't you'll regret it," Dr. Nero tried to sway. " It'll be a lot of fun and I'll buy you anything you want."
"Dr. Nero I don't want to go to some juvenile carnival with a bunch of two year olds or freaky Goth people."
"Your thirteen years old and you've never been to carnival in your life…..so we're going." Nero decided with a note of resolution.
Otto crossed his arms, raised his chin and huffed out a defiant "No."
"What?" Nero turned to look at his newly adopted son and gifted student.
Otto hesitated, then once more declared "No."
Dr. Nero did not expect Otto to put up such a furor; this was supposed to be a fun time to really get to know his new son beyond a teacher- student relationship. Under normal circumstances Nero might have left Otto alone after he said he didn't want to go, but now Nero was on edge. No one has ever said "no" to him in such an undignified matter. He's Bloody Maximilian Nero!
"Otto, you are going to the carnival with me and you're going to have the best time of your life whether you like it or not, now get your end in the car RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"
Otto didn't have to be told twice. In a few short heartbeats he was buckled in the back of the car ready to go. Nero fumed as he climbed into the driver's seat, slammed the door shut and started the car.
Otto didn't like being told what to do and in this rebellious stage in life it wasn't a very good idea to make a young super genius like himself upset. Otto smiled though, because he already had a plan. He pulled out a small device.
"Hello old friend," He whispered quietly. The mind control device that he had used what felt like such a long time ago was once again in his hands, only now updated and looking like a harmless child's play gun. Otto raised his device to Nero's head and pulled the trigger. Nero slumped forward in his seat. Confused, Otto pushed another button but Nero lay undisturbed. Panicked, Otto began pressing buttons as the car rolled to slow stop.
"Dr. Nero!" Otto yelled frantically. 'I killed him.' Otto thought, guilt and fear gripping him in the gut. As Otto reached for Nero's cell phone to call 911 he heard a small snicker, Otto turned to see Nero looking at him, perfectly fine and doing nothing to hide his amusement.
"You fell for it, you completely utterly fell for it!" Nero yelled in delight.
"but my device, why didn't it affect you!" Otto yelled in outrage and confusion.
Nero held up two AA batteries.
"Do you honestly think I'm that stupid, Mr. Malpense?" Nero laughed in hilarity at the sheepish Otto's face.
Otto shook his head in disbelief, and then laughed with Nero.
Maybe he could get use to living with this guy.