(Silver P.O.V)
After a long conversation Jordan had finally gotten into his car and left to go home. I found my keys still in my pocket so Max and I had gotten in with no issues. I immediately started the car engine and we were off.
Ten minutes later I pulled up into the small driveway and shut off the car. I climbed out with Max, clicking the button on my keys I heard a successful beep before walking to the door.
I unlocked the door and walked in with Max close behind me, I shut the door behind him and slipped off my jacket, grumbling when I saw almost my whole uniform was ripped and stained with blood. Washing it wouldn't be an issue but stitching and sowing wasn't really something that I'd learned to do.
"Head upstairs and get to bed, it's late Max," I suggested. Max gave a firm nod before sprinting upstairs and closing his bedroom door. After hanging up his jacket I went to my room upstairs, slowly closing the door behind me. I got changed into a white t-shirt and blue shorts, but a white shirt wasn't the best idea, considering there was a large scar on my chest that was surrounded with dry blood, and my cast on my left arm wasn't helping my cause either.
After I was finished with everything I went back downstairs and to the couch, I slowly sat down trying not to damage my healing wounds and stitched up gashes. There was a small crack of thunder outside but I didn't think much of it as I turned on the TV. I lazily channel surfed, but at the time it was, there was really nothing good on. I shut of the TV and got up to head to my room.
CRACK!
Thunder boomed outside as rain poured down from the sky. All of sudden Max came sprinting down the stairs and into my arms. I heard him sniffle and every time there was a flash he'd hold me tighter.
This really couldn't get any worse...
But with another flash and a click the lights completely went out.
I hated jinxing myself.
Max officially went into panic mode and began squeezing the living daylights out of me. I held him with my right arm and picked him up as I began to walk upstairs. I walked into my room and grabbed the flashlight on my desk, switching it on and handing it to Max, who cautiously took it as if he had never seen it before. He shined it around the room as his sniffling slowly came to a halt.
"You feel better?" I smiled, I wiped his eyes with my thumb on my cast arm.
"A-A little," He quietly admitted. I smiled and set him down on my bed.
"Think you can go to bed now?" I asked. Max sniffed and shook his head,
"I-I wanna s-stay with y-you," He begged, looking up at me with pleading eyes. I seethed and finally ended with a huff,
"I don't-"
"Please?" Max sniffed. I sighed,
"I guess it's alright," I admitted. Max smiled and fell back onto the bed and laughed. I walked over to the other side and flicked the light switch to make sure it wouldn't turn on if the electricity came on. I quietly got into bed on the other side and turned over to Max who was already half asleep under the blankets.
I don't know why but he sort of reminded me of a mini-Jordan somehow… I mean he had the same hairstyle and nearly identical eye color. The only real difference was that Max was smaller. But thinking of by brothers got me thinking why Max wanted to be with me rather than Jordan. Maybe it was because Jordan never called him or Max somehow knew me better.
Maybe I would ask him in the morning if the rain stops, because I probably couldn't have a humanized conversation with him in thunder, lightning, and pouring rain. That was something I definitely couldn't do.
Instead I held him close to me, both of us slowly falling asleep as the rainstorm poured outside.
(Vincent POV)
Didn't know it would be raining tonight… neither have the robots who I can't really blame. They're still just kids…
Normally I don't narrate like this, but there is a first time for everything.
I stayed in the basement for most of the night, listening to the sounds on the ground floor. I even surprised myself of when everyone realized I was quiet. Yet no-one complained, especially not that Marionette.
Speaking of her~ It was quick that she figured out that I survived the furnace room, just as I predicted. Max might've said something accidentally… to which I can't exactly blame him as he probably didn't know what happened.
It still hurts that I got beaten not once, not twice, but three times! How much of an idiot am I supposed to be?!
A sharp crack of deep thunder snapped me out of my thoughts… and made me realize something else.
I wasn't an idiot… actually…
This was genius~!
Everything is now back in my hands!
Silver is finally on my side, along with a bonus of mini-me she has as a younger brother~
This was perfect~!
I grinned widely at the old gears turning again, the ones I had nearly forgotten I had.
Those insane, cruel gears that made up who I was~
Tomorrow, and many days after that, possibly…
Many games are going to be played, many results will appear~.
All of them entertaining~… Endless in possibilities of what could happen~!
All I need is the right timing… the right words and actions to pull the right strings… and everything will repeat as they were before, except I would survive and have this place under my control~
Some of my work has already been done for me, and I now have three puppets to play with…
Just according to plan.