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Chapter 11: Kids Say the Darndest Things

Cell's POV

Asha and I left the house and made our way towards the city. Asha had explained to me that the best place to go shopping was at a large indoor complex that housed dozens of smaller stores inside. A mall is what she called it, so I figured that it wouldn't be very difficult to spot from our currnet location.

I took my time flying trying to find a mall. I was in no rush for this day to be over so soon. I noticed the whole time that we had been flying, Asha had been quiet the entire time. I also noticed that she was tryong her best not to look at me in the eyes. I know how she felt and how much it had hurt her to think about us parting ways tomorrow; it hurt me just as much.

The silence between us was now becoming unbearable so I spoke to her. "Don't let it get to you, Asha," I began, "whatever happens after today will be left up to me." "And I assure you that whatever I do won't affect you or anyone else." She finally looked at me and said, "will you still kill those people you have to fight," she asked cautiously. That was a very good question, even though I had never given it much thought. "That question is something I can't answer right now; its too soon to tell," I said. "Well, lets just say hypothetically speaking, that you do have a change of heart in the middle of the fight. What would you do after that," she asked. "Well, if that were to be the case I would have to say that I would probably have to go somewhere else, maybe even another planet," I told her. "It would be extremly difficult for me to try and survive here on Earth when the entire population wants you dead." "Not the entire population," she said.

That was a funny thought, knowing that only one person out of billions of others would want you to live. I could only imagine what a kind of debate that would turn out to be. "But, even if you had to leave the Earth, would it still be impossible for us to be together," she asked the only question I would rather not think about. "No, we wouldn't be able to be together," I said, "I wouldn't want to put you or your child in a situation where I would have to fear for your safety constantly." "I would never forgive myself if something happened to either of you." " I hope you understand, Asha?" She smiled at me and said " I understand, but anything can happen." "You never know, right?" "You never know,"is something I wish I could have been able to comprehend at that moment, but I just couldn't so I only nodded my head in agreement.

Where is this mall located anyway? I haven't seen anything but houses so far. I stopped in mid-air and began to look around confused. Even though I wanted to take my time getting there, we should have came upon a city by now. I looked down and noticed that most of the houses had been vacated except for at least two. I spotted two little girls and a boy playing by the side of the road. The little boy dropped the ball he was holding when he looked up and saw me. Even though I felt completly foolish about what I was about to do, I slowly hovered down to ask for directions, hopefully one of these three children were intelligent enough to tell me how to find this mall. "Cell, what do you think you're doing," Asha asked surprised. "Don't worry, I won't harm, them," I said, " I only need directions and we'll be on our way."

"Hey, Allen, toss us the ball," said the little girl with brown hair. This boy, "Allen" was obviously overwhelmed by my dropping in on him and his playmates. "Come on Allen, pick up the ball and..."said the other girl who wore something people call a baseball hat on top of her head. She was just as surprised as her friend. The two girls approached me slowly and stood next to the boy. "Are you that guy Cell," the girl with the hat asked me. "Of course he is Amara, just look at him," said the brown haired girl indignantly. "Shut up, Syl, I know who he is," Amara retorted and with that the girls got into a shouting match over who knew what, while Allen remained silent. The argument stopped when I started to speak.

"Do any of you know where I..." I was cut off when the little girl Syl, touched my leg. "Hey, your why is your body so hard Cell?" And I was supposed to be asking the questions. "He's a supposed to a machine, of course most of his body will be hard," Amara stated as if she was the one who had created me. "I wasn't talking to you Amara, so be quiet," Syl yelled. "I didn't know you had a wife Cell," the boy finally spoke. "Yeah, you never said you had a wife when you were on tv," Syl stated. Asha only shook her head while trying her best not to laugh at the children and their questions. "Just think, I'll have one of these running around the house," Asha said loud enough for all three of them to hear. Their mouths flew open and out spilled more questions from their innocent mouths. "Wow!" They all said in unison. "Your, really gonna be a dad," Allen asked curiously. Asha blushed, and I just shook my head. "That's real cool, what are you gonna name it," Amara asked. "You know, you should name it Celcia if its a girl," Syl advised us, "but if its a boy I guess maybe you should do what my dad did and name it after you like he did with Allen." "Cell junior," Allen started, "that sounds real cool!"

"No it doesn't," both of the girls agreed on something finally.

This time all three of them got into a heated battle over baby names. I couldn't take it anymore so I just cut them all off. "Look, children," I said trying to maintain some composure, "can you point me in the direction of the nearest mall." "The mall, why do you wanna go there, its closed," Amara said. "You can be so slow sometimes, Amara, I don't know how we could be sisters," Syl said. "I know," Allen piped up, "they want to buy baby clothes and baby furniture and all that other baby stuff, right Cell?" "You see, Amara, he's only five-years old and he can see what Cell and his wife need to go to the mall for," Syl exclaimed. "Hey, what's your name pretty lady," Allen asked. "Asha," she responded. "Asha. I like that alot," he said. "How old are you Asha," Amara began with her questions, "you look kinda young to be married." "And how old are you Cell," Amara continued, "you know its illegal to marry a minor, you could go to jail for a long, long, long time too." "Oh, really," I said, "well in that case, I'm thirty eight-years old and Asha is just turned fifteen yesterday, and I dare anyone who would try to split us apart now will you please point me in the direction of the nearest mall," I said as fast as I had ever spoken." They exchanged glances for a moment. "Its this way," Syl said pointing to her right. "No, its not its way back on the eastside," Amara said. "Ha, you don't even know what east means, besides he was talking to me not you, moron," Syl said getting in her sisters face, which resulted in yet another battle.

I looked down at the boy and asked him, "do you know where the mall is Allen?"

"Its that way," he pointed Southwards. "Thank you Allen, now you won't tell anyone what just happened here will you?" He shook his head no. "Good boy." "And what about you two," I approached the battling sisters, "no, we won't tell you were here we promise." "Good girls, now run along and play, and don't tell any one about my wife, I wouldn't want to be arrested," I said playing along with them. "Ok, Cell bye," the trio of siblings scramed as I began to take off . "Remember to name the baby Celcia if its a girl," Amara screamed. And to think, those three will be adults someday.