We start off our story with young Vega standing in the mirror. He tilts his head to see himself from different angles.
"Vega!"
"Yes, mother?"
"Our evening meal is served!"
"Coming, mother!"
Vega puts on a handsome shirt and travels down the stairs. Prancing over to the table, he sees that his favorite food, Paella, sitting hot on a fine, white plate. It doesn't take long for a hungry beast to devour his meal, but being the gentlemen he is, Vega takes small bites to make the masterpiece of taste last.
"How was your day today, Vega?"
"It was interesting, many things happened today that were on both parts of life, good and bad."
"Give an example."
"Why should I waste your time with my boring day? How was yours?"
His beautiful mother swift back her long blonde hair and sighed.
"We are in a pickle, Vega. Our debt has gotten worse, and we can't afford as much items and servers we have. We are going to have to sell some things and lay off some servants."
Vega felt his throat tightened up. The thought of selling things and laying off some of his favorite butlers and housekeepers made him depressed.
"I may need to remarry for financial support.."
Vega widened his eyes. Laying off servants was one thing, but having another bossy man in his house wasn't acceptable.
"You can't, mother."
"Vega, I don't have any other option. I know you're only 12.."
"13."
"Whatever..I know you are young, but I have no other options."
"Well, whenever you do, find a nice guy."
"Thanks, Vega."
The two finish their meals, and Vega goes up to his room. There, he takes a shower and gets in his pajamas.
"Remarry, my ass."
Vega turns to his mirror, and looks into it again.
"I guess I am as handsome as everyone says I am."
Vega lies down on his bed, twisting and turning to the nightmarish thought of a new father, a stepfather.
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