I wanted to do at least one oneshot of them during their childhood, so here you go. OH! I'm also open to any requests, so if you have an idea, please leave it in the reviews or PM me.

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~Waiter Part 1~

It was a quiet Friday afternoon at the Lil' Gifted School For Lil' Gifted Kids. It was midsummer, the birds sang, insects buzzed, and a stentorian clot of rowdy kids played.

Syx listened to the other children as he sat quietly in his corner, his legs held tight against his chest and his chin on his knees. Minion's sphere was fitted snugly in his lap, the fish silent as ever as they both recovered from the school day. The schoolhouse was dark except for the hot amber rays flooding in through the doorway. Recess was always held at the end of the day. It would be a good 20 to 30 minutes before parents came to get their children and everyone left.

Everyone but him.

He didn't know why the Warden didn't want him to walk home, it couldn't be more than 50 yards! The bus was always late to pick him up. Through rain, snow, or shine he was the last one there and had no choice but to wait. Whether it was because they constantly forgot or just didn't care, the hurt never faded...

"Hey, what are you doing in here?"

Syx clenched his jaw as he looked up at the owner of the voice, "Minding my own business."

Wayne scoffed at him, "Well, you know the rules; everyone has to be outside during recess. You can 'mind your business' out there where I can keep an eye on you."

"What difference does it make where I am as long as I'm not bothering anyone?"

The other boy frowned, irritation rolling over him. He had passive control over everyone in the school, even the teacher, but this one...he always defied him. It had been funny at first, watching the little reject try to get on his level only to fail miserably. He didn't have to make any effort to get the others on his side with this freak around. He had been ecstatic when the other kids started to assist him in disciplining the other boy. It had almost begun to feel unfair when it was just him. Not that any of it was undeserved, of course; the boy was a bad seed. Dangerous. His parents had said so- he'd seen it himself! He had to knock him down a few, or maybe a few thousand, notches. It was in everyone's best interest and, as far as he was concerned, Syx was far too confident for his own worth.

"The difference is that any business of yours can't be good. How do I know you aren't tampering with the chairs or mixing the cleaning solutions into an explosive?"

That got him. The reaction was instantaneous as Syx's head shot up, green eyes blazing as they bore straight into his own. The fish bristled in his grip.

"I wouldn't do that!"

He smirked humorlessly, "You're right; the first one was more than enough."

A hint of tears gathered in Syx's eyes, but he refused to let them fall. He wouldn't give Wayne the satisfaction. He was baiting him, trying to find something to call him out on...but this time was going to be different. He wasn't going to bite.

Minion could hardly make out the words of the exchange, but he knew they weren't pleasant. The boy's heart had gone from 0 to 60 and now pounded hard against the glass, the vibrations nearly deafening him as the sound waves circulated through the water.

"That was an accident." he murmured. And you know it.

"You're an accident."

He heard that. The body around him went still, his breath hitching subtly and his heart pounding on. Syx's head was bent down, but his gaze ran passed him and a shocked look had settled over his features. He felt his gills flare.

Wayne laughed, raising a hand to his chest in mock compassion "Oh, did I hit a nerve? Mother always says I have a way with words."

Minion felt his charge curl tighter against onslaught, desperate to keep his emotions in check. He turned swiftly to glare at the other boy, outrage fueling his nerve while knowing it wouldn't make an ounce of difference. The confidence was quick to melt away as the young brute came to crouch before his master, balancing on his toes with his elbows resting on his knees.

"I guess I should hand it to you; I don't think I could handle being so backwards. A burden, an obligation, a liability for everyone around me. Knowing that no one could ever want me...it would just eat me up inside." he leaned closer, his face morphing into a cruel sneer, "You really need to understand the difference between us. Me? I have a nice, warm house to go home to while you have a concrete box to call your own. I have two parents that would do anything for me while you have a fish for family! And finally..."

Syx risked looking into the other's stony gaze.

"I'm the only one with a future."


Not exactly how I intended, but it is what it is.

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