It was enticing. He had never felt this way before and he knew it was such a strange feeling but he didn't want to fight it. Sometimes in life, opportunities just need to be taken and he felt this was one of them.
But his fixation was on a young lad. If he did this then he knew that he might regret it. He knew he could get into a lot of trouble for it too.
Aarch sighed and closed his eyes.
Did he really want this? Is this the direction he wanted to take his life?
Surely he would be taking advantage of the adult guidance bestowed upon him. He could ruin the trust felt for all Galactik Football managers especially of those whom have young players in the team. Huge implications could come from taking the action he was thinking about.
This was weighing on his mind too much. The urge for action was too much. Something had to be done. He knew that if he didn't act then it would haunt him forever. He had to do it.
He walked into the sleeping quarters of the spaceship. Every single Snow Kid was fast asleep.
He took in a deep breath and slowly crept up to a bed. Squinting his eyes he recognised the Snow Kid as the one he wanted. Quietly and determinedly he went about his business.
Everyone awoke more or less at the same time. Their dreams had been sweet and innocent and they were ready for a pleasant normal day filled with football. None of them bothered to get out of bed, they knew that Aarch would come in and give them a pep rally and then force them out. This way they could grab a few extra moments of bed bliss comfort.
Aarch walked into the room and every Snow Kid looked round to see him.
He looked somehow different. He looked tired and weary which seemed doubled with a strange sense of shame as he refused to meet any of their eyes.
But the one thing that really seemed odd about him was that there was something on his face. His closely cut white beard was no longer visible.
He looked up and spoke "I'm sorry Mark... I've stolen your afro to make a bushy beard,"
DA END