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Chapter 6: Father and Son
"Sooo, can you guys tell me how this all happened?" Dante Haroom father of Ana asked with faux tone of disappointment and try as he must he couldn't hide amusement in his tone.
Dante Haroom was a man from Southeast Asia. With black hair and captivating onyx eyes, he had tan skin that none of his daughters inherited. He looked like a man on his early to late twenties instead oh his real age.
While the four teens looked disappointed in themselves, Ana's father was remembering a time when he and his friends were doing things that were also out of the norm.
He is very kind and compassionate with a strong will and deeply cares for his wife, his daughters and only son.
But that doesn't stop him from entertaining himself via his children's embarassing moments. And this is one of them.
"We-we're sorry?" Her eldest daughter said with a blush and was holding her hands together due to her embarassment.
And while doing so a brunette boy was silently tip-toeing himself out of here, but sadly Aster has better hearing then most humans and animals.
"You aren't going anywhere, Frostbite." Aster growled and really the only reason Haroom isn't laughing is decades of will power, because that's exactly what Aster's father said to our friend with the exact same circumstance.
"What? Who me? I wouldn't think about going anywhere else." The brunette boy said with the most innocent expression that the only reason that they don't believe him is because they saw it themselves.
Their doorbell rang and his second eldest daughter went to get it.
"Now let's talk about this." Haroom said while while gesturing to the teens to take a sit to a sofa parallel to his own single big sofa chair.
The four teens had the tendency to look abashed and looks like none of them will speak up soon so Haroom decided to start.
"So how's Jacob doing?" Haroom asked.
Three teens looked confused, while the fourth one both had a look of confusion and surprise.
"Wh-what?" The brunette boy stuttered and the others had a look of surprise at their faces.
Haroom frowned and if you'll closer his eyebrow was twitching. "He never talked about us did he?"
"Nope." Brownie said with furrowed brows and a shake of his head. The other teens were confused and thrown out of the loop, to say the least.
Haroom pinched the bridge of his nose and took his smartphone out and dialled a number. After one ring the call was answered.
"Hello Benjamin of Frost Industries speaking, how can I help you?" The voice was cheerful and as soon as the phone was answered Jack ruefully shook his head with a barely restrained laugh. While Ana's father also shook his head with a sigh.
"Does it kill you to talk to your kids about us?" Haroom said with the blandest tone you could ever hear.
On the other line you can here something akin to a person falling on a chair and apparently that was the last straw after that Jack laughed, hard.
"P-pardon?" The voice said with a stutter. Haroom just rolled his eyes.
"Get up you moron, and stop by sometimes if it weren't for your company we'd thought you were dead." Even though he insulted the man it was used more of a nickname than an insult, he also said it with a fond tone in his voice.
"Yes, Dad." Grumbled the voice with a sarcastic tone and even though they couldn't see him, they could almost imagine the person rolling his eyes all the while grumbling.
And what struck the three teens the most is the voice sounded so much like Jack that it was like they were the same person.
Haroom rolled his eyes and reprimanded him with an amused tone. "Don't say that your Father might take it as a contest."
And it made Jack laugh harder, if it was even possible.
The person on the other line just sighed and just before he could put the phone down. Haroom said something that made the person's blood go cold.
"If you aren't here I'll tell Alexander your phone number, and whatever happens I will not be hold accountable in what he does." Haroom said with a faux menacing tone. "That or I'll just tell Emma that you didn't tell your kids about us." he said in a merry tone and ended it with a happy hum.
On the other line the person's face was chalk white and his employees were worried if their boss's blood stopped circulating.
Happy with the no reaction of the person on the other line, Haroom ended the call.
Jack abruptly stopped laughing the moment Haroom said the name Emma. And raised a perfect arched eyebrow at his direction.
"You're evil." The brunette said in the most serious tone he could muster and later on his face wore a small smile.
"Not my fault." Haroom said noncommittally with a shrug while drumming his fingers on his elbows.
"You are kidding me, right?" Aster questioned disbelief written clearly on his face and heard as easily in his tone.
"What?" Chorused two voices, one from the single sofa chair and one beside Aster. Which was coincidentally, Jack.
They were in a room in which they so name the 'Sofa Room' due to the large number of sofas in the room where you can kick back and relax.
The four of them were sitting on a four-seater sofa. With Jack, Aster, Nick and Ana respectively. While the maids and butler were cleaning the hall.
Aster just rolled his eyes. "That my Dad and his Dad are friends." He said while jerking a thumb at Jack's direction.
Jack apparently realized this the same time Aster pointed it out and if possible Jack turned as white as a sheet of paper.
"No! No, no, no, N-O. This is a night mare!" Jack whimpered all the while pulling his hair out.
Haroom just chuckled. He just chuckled when one teen was hyperventilating and the other was contemplating suicide.
"Is it that bad to be friends?" He said blandly with a sarcastic edge in the end.
The two teens just shivered at the thought.
"I agree with Uncle Dante. It isn't that bad, right?" Nick threw an inquiring glance at Ana, who had an amused expression on her face.
"Leveret Residence, Alexander speaking." They all heard and quickly snapped their gazes on the phone that was on speaker mode. Haroom was just worried that they might get a whiplash with how fast they turned their heads it was almost a blur.
"Hey, Alex! What's up?" Dante said with a grin on his face.
The person on the other line just grunted.
"Wow, looks like I know where you got you're charm from, huh, cottontail?" Jack asked raising a brow at said 'cottontail's' direction.
Aster just grunted in response.
"No kidding." Somebody said with the same voice as Jack, but said person never opened his mouth. Jack's eyes widened comically.
And lo and behold, a teenager that looks exactly like Jack appeared behind Ana's Father.
He and Jack looked exactly the same only that they had different coloring. The other teen had black hair and green eyes, his skin tone was paler than Jack's.
He was wearing a business suit with matching shoes and glasses, he even had a watch to complete the look.
The teens beside Jack were also surprised because he just appeared, out of nowhere! While Dante Haroom just looked at him with a frown on his face.
"Sup?" The black haired teen said while saluting to them.
A crash was heard on the other line like earlier.
"F-fr-frosbite!?" Exclaimed the man named Alexander from the other line.
"The one and only." The pale teen said smugly with a matching smug grin.
The other line went dead.
The balck haired teen just blinked, while Dante just sighed.
"You do realize that he'll come and kill you right?" Dante pointed out.
He shrugged. "I'm pretty sure that's illegal."
"True-" Dante hummed noncommittally. "-but that doesn't stop him from coming here and beating you up."
A smirk appeared on the teen's face. "I have some human shields so I'm not really that worried."
"I hope you aren't talking about me, Old man." Jack said throwing a wary glance at his direction and preparing to bolt out when neseccary.
The 'Old Man' just put his hands on his heart and mimicking what all drama actors do when they're hurt.
"I'm hurt Jack! I wouldn't possibly do that!" The 'Old Man' said with pain coating his words and tears making way at the corners of his eyes.
"You know I'm surprised you aren't an actor." Jack stated with a thoughful look and tone on his voice.
"I agree." Dante added his opinion with a nod. All the while the two of them ignored the glares that were sent their way courtesy of a black haired teen.
"I'm hurt." He said blandly with a twitch on his eyebrow and sitting on the arm rest of Dante's big sofa chair.
"You will hurt more later, I promise." Assured a voice that sounds eerily similar to the man that was on the other line a few minutes before. "But first I need to deal with the kid first."
The reactions were simultaneous. The black haired teen immediately went behind the four-seater sofa, Aster threw an annoyed glance at the person's direction, Haroom stood up, Ana and Nick was about to greet the person.
"What did I do?" Aster questioned in a gruff tone.
"You mean other than the fact that you forgot to pick up Sophie-" Aster turned white at this. "- you didn't do anything at all." The person said cheerfully, that was the first warning.
Aster was sweating profusely and finally, finally remembered what he forgot.
"Kids come on let's go, we don't wan't to be a witness now don't we?" Haroom asked while making a beeline to the door and gesturing the teens to come with him.
"A witness of what?" Jack questioned and trying (and failing) to get out of his Old man's grip.
"Murder." The black haired teen said while pulling Jack to the door.
Ana and Nick just looked at Aster pityingly with small amused smiles on their faces.
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"Are you brothers?" Ana asked and was now in the living room with the others. There were bean bags and a small number of sofas with a flat screen tv and a coffe table.
Nick was also looking at them curiously and wondering if they are brothers, while Dante just looked amused at the question.
Jack looked annoyed at the question and muttered. "If I had a dollar every time somebody said that I'd be rich by now."
The teen just snorted.
"He's my Dad." Jack said a matter of factly, while comfortably seating on a blue bean bag.
Ana sputtered and Nick went rigid.
"W-what?!"
I mean Jack did call him Old man, but that's impossible! He looks the exact age as us. He looks way to young! Ana thought heatedly and she was steadily getting confused.
Dante Haroom just chuckled and informed them. "It runs in the blood."
"Ahh... I see." Nick said calmly while running a hand through his brown hair. He was surprised that somebody that looks so young can be as old as his father. A father that has a 16 year old son.
He looks the same age as us. Thought Nick.
"That's rude Jack, you haven't introduced me yet." Said the black haired man.
"Righ, right. Sorry 'bout that-" Jack started. "- that guy's my old man. He's name is Benjamin Jacob. You guys can just call him, Old man."
Ignoring the glare that was sent his way, Jack fumbled with the tv remote.
Benjamin Jacob, Jack's father, was twitching dangerously and Haroom's chuckling wasn't helping things.
"Wow, that was a nice introduction, huh, Jacob?" Said Alexander Leveret, Father of Aster Leveret, with his son in tow.
Alexander looked like an older version of his son with slight differences. And surprisingly he was wearing formal clothing as apposed to his son's sense of style of casual clothing.
"Of course you guys would think that." Jacob groaned holding his head with his hands.
"Hey, in retrospect it's better than Aster's introduction of his Father." Haroom added with a sage nod.
Ana and Nick laughed, at the mention of Aster's introduction and was trying their best to stop their laughter. They do not want to be in the end of one professional martial artist wrath, much less two.
The father and son duo (Jack and Jacob) threw inquiring glances at the Asian man who was, surprisingly, the only one who was calm.
While the elder Aussie was trying to calm his nerves by counting to ten, Aster was wearing a smirk despite the anger that was building up on his Father.
"Jack?"
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