*Creepily walks in with binoculars...* Ahhh it all makes sense! I don't own Darkest Powers, what! Noooooo!
Derek stared at the object that was presented in front of him before he incredulously eyed the blond half Korean boy standing two feet away from him, safely hidden behind the couch.
"Are you kidding me? What the heck is that Simon?" Derek threw his hands up in exasperation and ruffled his long grimy black hair in annoyance.
"Derek, can you calm down? It's just a rough draft! This is just the first stage of the toy before we can really get down to actually making it look presentable. We just made this model to make sure it would work properly." Simon explained, a frown feathering his lips. He crossed his long his across his chest and huffed at Derek's facial expression, that read that Derek still wasn't happy, even though it was their first try.
Sighing a bit, Derek examined the toy once more. What was supposed to be a child size driving car for two looked more like a monstrosity. It had no doors and the steering wheel was just a stubby piece of wood. The seats were barely hanging on as if they were placed there at the last minute, as if an afterthought. It didn't have a front windshield but brown tinted windows at the back and the paint was like a plethora of random shades of brown and rust. More like a death trap waiting to happen than a toy,Derek thought.
"I thought you were in charge of the design of any of the models, first draft or not." Derek's stern cold voice made Simon lower his head in guilt. He had met a beautiful young woman a few weeks ago and had been too busy lavishing her with his drawings and gifts that he ended up neglecting his work.
When Derek raised his head, eyebrow silently questioning his foster brother, he saw the guilty expression that adorned Simon's dark eyes he knew that Simon had once again neglected his work. "Simon, another girl already? What happened to that girl from the coffee shop?" Derek personally didn't care that much about Simon's love life but when it started to affect his job, then it was his time to step in.
His other foster sister, a certain Miss Victoria call-me-Tori-or-else Enright, and Derek were in charge of the science behind the toys, how Tori came up with the idea of making toys for children baffled Derek. Who knew that she had a soft spot for kids? But throughout their journey of building the company and being broke to the point of having to life in their Dads basement, Tori always came through with her work. Literally in neither rain nor shine she would be somewhat happy figuring out the computer technical aspects. She still even had time for dating, now happily smushing with a Kevin something. That's what disappointed Derek; he had a lot of hope riding on Simon, purely because they were closer. Yet Simon had let him down, and this wasn't the first time. Time and time again Simon would meet girls after girls, forgetting about work until the last possible minute. It irked Derek to find out that he was able to rely on Tori to come through more than Simon.
"The girl from the coffee shop was… well she was dating… the owner of the coffee shop?" Simon blushed at the embarrassing memory. He hated knowing that that girl had used him to make her boyfriend jealous, it made him feel angry and used. Upon hearing Derek sigh once more Simon strode dutifully towards the taller of the two. "This time-this girl- she's, she's different!" Simon grabbed Derek's shoulders and shook him a bit, desperately trying to get his brother to understand.
Yet all Derek did was once more raise a dark eyebrow at him impatience. Derek pushed his brother's arms off of in, anger slowly filling him up like lava in a volcano. It was the same thing over and over again, she's different; she might be the one; she makes me feel alive. But Derek couldn't take another one of Simon's love excuses, sure he wanted Simon to be happy but why couldn't he take his work just as seriously?
Shaking his head, slightly giving Simon the impression of a dog shaking out its wet fur, Derek plopped down onto the couch, making him sink right through. What? He's a big guy! It's a wonder he doesn't fall through the floor! Wait…? He did that already? …OH! Right! He fell through the roof last month… don't ask.
Grumbling Derek pushed himself up, the muscles on him arm waking up and strained a bit through his black tee shirt. Simon swooped in on Derek's momentary second of weakness, giving his older brother the patented Puppy Dog eyes and pouting I'm Sorry lips. "Derek I'll make it up to you okay? I have the drawings completed! All I have to do is apply that towards the next model! Sooo please forgive me okay?" Simon knew that Derek would eventually break down; after all he would never say no to Simon's depressed face.
Sighing Derek thought for a moment before accepting the apology. He knew that Simon wouldn't learn from this, he did the same thing over and over again. A recurring pattern that Simon couldn't break away from, so Derek thought of the perfect plan! After all he did get lonely sometimes, and Simon did say two girls…
Aww you must think that Derek is going to go on a double date? Well… sadly no! He's going on a date, yes, but not for pleasure, for business. Derek is going to be the worst date possible, which shouldn't be too hard, and make Simon look just as bad. You see when Simon gets dumped he goes into work mode, where he becomes the perfect robotic workaholic. Now you may find that mean, but people always ask me: "Who the fuck are you? And how did you get into the story?" Which I'd responded by saying that I am an innocent employee who likes a good stint of drama. Yes its creepy that's what defines me *cough cough*. (What? That question is random and doesn't fit in with the "meanness"? Well BAH-HUMBUG, its fits now!)
Now where were we…? AH that's right! Derek! And those dreamy emerald eyes! Ha! Bet you thought you knew who I was right? Now you're wrong! Queue in the EBIL (copyright and trademark of Artix Entertainment) maniacal laughter! Dammit! That's the wrong button! You put on the disclaimer stuff… ARGH I'll do it myself… what the-? It's broken? T.T!
"Simon, I know how you can make it up to me." Derek smirked, his plan coughing with life as it whirled on the trains to success. "How about you set me up with that other girl? You did mention the other day that there were two women right?"
"YOU? Going on a date? Well sure I'll set you up no problem! But-but this is a first!" Simon jumped up way to euphuistically and bounced his merry way towards the door. "Wait till Dad and Tori hear that you finally want to go on a date!"
Next thing you know Simon will record this moment in his "journal" next to the entry of how pretty the suspicious weeds growing in the yard looked when he was in "love". I wonder what he's been taking. And if he could score me some. WHAT? We are all adults here! …I hope….
Derek leaned back into the couch and glared at the toy car in front of him. It will be worth a few hours of horrible torture of gag inducing lovey-dovey crap that eventually he will ruin to get Simon to work. Well at least it better be….
Well HEEELLPPP (backspace, backspace, backspace) HEEELLOoO (aww it didn't want to grow up! That lil o!) welcome toooo: whatever this story is called! Lol I hope you enjoy! And yes I do like where I'm ending this. Yaay somewhat of a lame cliff-hanger….! Buuut I won't sweat (I hope I won't, I've run out of deodorant! NOOOO!) because the next chapter will (hopefully, maybe, possibly, okay probably…let's just hope it will) be out next week! Queue in soundtrack of people cheering (copyright of- DAMMIT not again…) PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! ESPICALLY IF YOU WANNA GET TO THE GOOD STUFF! And I don't mean the stuff you can snort, bake, and or smoke.
