Hey guys, before I start this chapter I wanted to let you know I am going to my dads house next weekend and they may or may not have wifi. So, if you guys don't get a chapter next week then I don't have any wifi but I'll try and update it once a week over summer vacation if I can!
John's POV-
"Alright, here's one more... Its pretty easy. How do you say 'Hello my friend'?" You ask, looking over at her smiling. She looks over at you as she couldn't believe you asked that.
"Easy, 'Hello my friend' in French is 'Bonjour mon ami.'" She answers, smiling in satisfaction.
"Great, I think tomorrow we can start working on the more difficult ones." You tell her. She looks over at you, slightly confused.
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I thought I would come all week... Is, that alright?" You ask looking over at her. You thought you went over it with her a few days ago.
"Yeah... That's, perfectly fine. Great actually." She says smiling.
"So, what do you want for dinner?" She asks, getting up from the table.
"You don't have to make me dinner, I'm sure my dad saved me some." You say. You didn't want her cooking dinner when you were already invading her privacy since you kind of just invited yourself to her place.
"Its fine John, really. You are my guest after all."
"Okay, but at least let me help you." You say, standing up and walking over to her.
"Alright, fine" She answers, rolling her eyes with a grin.
Vriska's POV-
As you stir the spaghetti noodle on the stove you feel the heat warming your arm.
well, you real one. You also feel John's gaze fall over you.
"Aren't you hot in that jacket?" He asks curiously.
"Yeah, but... I uh, don't want to uh... take it off..." You say. Shit, this was it, you knew what question was coming next.
"Why not?" He asks coming closer to you.
"Just... Because." You say nervously.
"Vriska, what is it?" He asks, putting his hand on your shoulder. The shoulder that welded with your arm. This was it, you knew he had felt it because he immediately took his hand off. That and you basically flung his hand odd in panic. You grab your robotic arm with your right hand. Well, that wasn't a smart idea. Now he knows why for sure.
"Vriska... Whats wrong with your arm?" He asks, only an ounce of panic in his voice. You sigh in defeat, turning off the stove for a moment, you then slip your jacket off, exposing your jacket off, exposing your robotic arm. You turn around to show him. He looks down at it in horror.
"What... Why do you have a robotic arm, what happened to your real one?" He asks, slightly shocked. He walks over to you, as he reaches out to touch your arm you pull away.
"It blew up." You answer simply, in a rough, almost cold, tone. You turn around and get out a spoon. You get out two plates and split the noodles on the plates evenly.
"That's all? No story behind it or anything." John asks, unsatisfied with your response.
"No, there's a story behind it, but why should I tell you?" You ask bringing the plates of spaghetti to the table. You lay his plate in front of him.
"Maybe because I'm your friend." He states. You knew you saw him as your friend. But you never once though ANYONE would see YOU as their friend.
"I... Look, I'll tell you when we finish eating alright?" You tell him with a sigh. You see him nod then pick up his fork, beginning to eat his food.
And... I lied... The story behind Vriska's arm is actually NEXT chapter, sowwy::::P But don't worry, I'm working on the next chapter right now, so it shouldn't be long until the next chapter! Before I go I just wanna thank you guys for all the reviews, favorites and follows! Also, I may or may not be posting a few drawings based on this story on my deviantart... if I do I'll post a link of my deviantart channel on one of the chapters! But anyway, that's all guys, hope you enjoyed this chapter, next one coming up soon! See ya guys l8ter!
