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Phoenix slumped down the grey chair. He bit his lips and jittered uncomfortably. It's my birthday tomorrow. W-why should I be sad? He lied to himself. I have Trucy and Apollo, their great company. He knew he was lying to himself, not telling the truth at all.
Wright Anything Agency
10:30 A.M.
"Trucy? What should I get Mr. Wright for his birthday?" Apollo asked.
"I don't know… Maybe some steel samurai?" Trucy said
"Hmm… He already has tons of those." Apollo
"You know, Polly, Daddy seems kinda low today…" Trucy said.
"So did he all week." Apollo said while scratching his head.
"Well, I was going to give him a magic show. Maybe you could do something? And not give him a physical gift." Trucy said.
"I know. That's what I've been thinking. I thought maybe I could tell my friend to give him free piano lessons, but…"
"Piano lessons? Please, Polly. Why don't you try and comfort Daddy for a moment. He is way too low." Trucy said.
"Alright. I could get an idea from him directly." Apollo said then walking to Mr. Wright's bedroom.
"Mr. Wright?" Apollo said.
"Ah… Actually, I'm feeling a bit sick to talk to anyone." He said.
"No, your not. You're depressed, lonely, perhaps? Or feeling abandoned?" Apollo said.
"…"
"…"
"...?"
"Hmm… Was that just a question mark?" Apollo said.
"Umm… No." Phoenix said. He was aware that 5 psyche-locks just appeared. But he knew Apollo couldn't sense those.
"… Mr. Wright, lying isn't going to help. Tell me about it please?" Apollo said.
"Please, just get out." He said.
"Fine. Sorry for bothering."
"Wait. Alright. I'm sad. I'm lonely"
"Why? You've got Trucy. Tomorrow, lots of people will be there for you, Mr. Wright." Apollo said.
Except maybe for those who I care about. I thought Apollo could help me with my problem of loneliness, but, Argh! I can't do this. Phoenix thought. "Yes, I do!" He said, trying to be more cheerful. But Apollo could see right through it.
"Alright. What do you like for your birthday, Mr. Wright?" Apollo said.
"Umm… Grape Juice, fun, more grape juice, er…" Phoenix paused and thought. All of my friends? " Well, I could say fun stuff but. No, no."
"Alright. Thank you, Mr. Wright." Apollo said. And then left.
"Any luck?" Trucy asked.
"No."
"Hmm… I wonder if Daddy misses someone." She said.
"Looks like it." Apollo said.
"Maybe you can look up any accomplices he has? And track them down?" Trucy said.
"Sure." Apollo said. Then, this gives me the idea of a perfect gift for Mr. Wright.
Like it? Hate it? Comment! Oh, and in the next chapter or so, there might be a hint of Klaema.