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Power
It had been a week since Moritz had moved into Melchior Gabor's home. The days had gone by quicker then Melchior had expected them to. Even if Moritz was using everything that Melchior had, including his clothes. Melchior didn't mind. He saw Moritz as a kind of younger brother, one that he had always wanted, and after all, families would do anything to help each other. A moral that Moritz's parents had obviously never learned. So every other day, he would help Moritz go out and find work, and every other day, Moritz would be denied for his apprenticeship. It seemed that there wasn't a trade that he was good at. But everyone knows that he tried his hardest to look like he was good, only to become a display of failure and usually laughter to the one who had offered the job. Melchior was starting to think that there was no hope for Moritz until Moritz suddenly burst through the door.
"Melchi! I got a job!" Moritz yelped. Running up to his best friend and embracing him, which was quite a feat since Melchior was sitting down.
"What do you mean, Moritz?" Melchior asked as he smiled and returned his friend's embrace.
"A job, Melchi! An a-actual job!" Moritz said, releasing his friend. He seemed to be filled with such power, such a sense of accomplishment. It made Melchior happy to finally see his friend this way. He couldn't remember the last time Moritz had actually felt proud of himself.
"What is the job?" Melchior asked.
"You wouldn't believe me if I t-told you," Moritz said as he put on a very smug look. Melchior was suddenly filled with curiosity.
"Try me."
"I'm a carpenter's apprentice," Moritz said with a huge smile. Melchior gave Moritz a quizzical look which only increased Moritz smile from happy to beaming.
"But I though the carpenter had already said that he could never take you in as his apprentice," Melchior said, remembering the day they had tried to get the carpenter interested in Moritz. The meeting had ended just as the others had: badly.
"He did, b-but that was before today. You see, I was walking down the main street, looking for any kind of work, when someone s-suddenly ran into me," Moritz said, demonstrating the hit with his fist punching his palm. "I was confused about what was happening for the next few minutes, but from w-what I could gather, the man who had run into me had been stealing from the c-carpenter for weeks. The carpenter was never able to got him until t-today. He said that he would do anything to help me and that's when I m-mentioned the other day, when I had asked about the apprenticeship. He said it was the least he c-could do for me! I've never felt happier in my life, Melchi!" Melchior believed Moritz. It was extremely easy to with the seemingly unbreakable smile that seemed to affect Moritz entire body. For some reason, Moritz seemed to be standing taller, less hurt seemed to be in his eyes; he seemed to be more outward then inward. Melchior considered all of this to be a good sign.
"That's splendid, Moritz!" Melchior replied. "I'm so happy for you."
"I know you w-would be, Melchi. You've always been there to help me. Now I-I've got to go find Wendla," Moritz said, heading for the door.
"Wendla?" Melchior asked, putting on another puzzled expression.
"Yes, she will be excited t-to hear about my news," Moritz managed to say before practically shooting out the door. Melchior's puzzled expression didn't leave him. Wendla…and Moritz? Melchior seemed to not be able to relate the two. It had been so long since the last time they had all played pirates in their childhoods that Melchior couldn't see them together anymore. He still considered Wendla to be his, and Moritz was practically family. The news that Moritz and Wendla had become good friends left Melchior with a very uneasy impression. An impression that he hoped to change. For Moritz.
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