supboyyyyy93: Hahaha, I have to admit I teared up a bit while writing… XD
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It was a beautiful morning outside. A smile slowly formed on my face as I jumped out of the bed. Usually, I couldn't stand getting up early, especially when I had to go to school… But these few days were an exception, and it was worth it.
I ran to the bathroom to get ready. Then I quickly pulled a light green shirt with mid-length sleeves, some jeans and dark green sneakers out of my wardrobe. After putting everything I needed inside my back, I looked in a mirror. Still fucking short… Next time I would really have to take heels! But this time I didn't want to take the risk of falling down the stairs because of them… Which was what happened yesterday while I was running.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Uncle Angus looked up from newspapers with a raised eyebrow once I ran into the kitchen. "To see my friend." I said simply while taking out some jams and some butter. "You went out early yesterday as well." He pointed out. I simply nodded, putting some butter on a toast.
I then started putting some fig jam on it. "I went to see him yesterday as well." I explained. "What's this all about?" He demanded. "What?" I looked up, away from the toast in confusion. "You never told me what exactly happened…" He frowned. "Oh." I looked at the plate with my toast.
"Well, the thing is," I started while taking out another piece of toast. "Our friend had an incident and he barely got out of it alive…." "By 'our', you mean Sam, Alex and Clover?" Uncle presumed. "Yes." I nodded, putting some butter and then a chocolate, apple jam on the toast. "If I may ask, what sort of incident was it?"
I frowned for a moment. "He was shot." That was the only thing I said. By now I was putting Nutella on the third piece of the toast. "Is that the same friend who had made fun of your chicken costume?" Uncle Angus suddenly smirked. I let out a groan at that before laughing in disbelief. "Yup, it's him."
"How is he now?" "Well, the transfusion was a success two days ago, so he's slowly recovering." I explained, taking out a fourth piece of the toast by now. This was supposed to be my breakfast considering I was in a hurry, and I was so hungry at this moment… "I see…" My uncle said simply. "The girls go there as well?"
I nodded while putting some vanilla and chestnut jam on the toast. "I'll probably run into them before school." I wrapped napkins around each toast. "I'll see you this evening." I hugged Uncle before taking my things and running outside.
By the time I finished eating, I was in front of the Headquarters. After typing my code in, the door opened. I walked inside and started heading towards the hospital wing. While on my way there, I could see Clover, Sam, Dean and Alex going in my direction.
"Lily." They smiled. "Guys." I greeted with a smile while hugging each of them. "We've just been to the hospital wing." Clover told me. "Any news?" I asked immediately. "The head nurse says the recovery is going well." Sam explained. "But you'll get to see it now." Dean smiled. I simply nodded. "See you at school?" I then asked the girls. "Definitely." Alex grinned.
I waved 'bye' to them before hurrying towards the hospital wing.
Opening the door, I raced inside the wing. I was about to head to the door when… A taller person blocked my path.
Looking up, I could see Tad glaring at me. "Well, well, who do we have here?" He asked icily. I had no time to argue with that jerk, nor did I want to. So I tried to walk past him, only for the guy to grab my right hand, stopping me.
"What do you want?!" I demanded angrily. "I'm surprised they let an amateur like you stay here, especially after you had broken my nose…" "You're welcome." I smiled smugly. "I didn't say 'thank you'." Tad suddenly tightened the grip on my wrist.
It hurt… But I did my best not to show it, I was practically biting my lip to stop myself from crying in pain. "Do you remember what it was like to have your nose broken?" I asked slowly once the pain stopped. "Because if you do, then you'll let go of me at once." I growled and was about to punch him when…
"What's going on here?" A nurse walked inside the hallway. Tad let go of my hand immediately and marched out of the hospital wing. I blew a raspberry after him before huffing. I didn't like that guy at all…. But seeing the way the nurse was looking at me, I said how everything was fine before running towards the door.
First I knocked before opening them. Then I walked inside, closing the door behind me. "Morning." I greeted with a small smile. Once I said those words, Jerry looked in my direction. "Morning." He greeted as well. "I'm not interrupting anything?" I asked to make sure. "Not at all."
I walked to a nearby chair with a grin before sitting on it. "Did something just happen outside?" The man straightened up in his bed. "Why?" I asked while putting my bag next to the chair. "It sounded like there was some sort of an argument." "Oh. Nothing really, Tad and I were just talking." I waved it off. "What did he want?" "He wasn't happy about me breaking his nose two days ago." I said sheepishly while rubbing the back of my head.
The man sighed and then gave me a look of disapproval. "Violence won't get you anywhere." "I know, I wasn't thinking! Besides, missing that chance would be such a pity…" I covered my mouth with a chuckle, earning another look of disapproval from Jerry. "You know who he is?" I nodded at that question.
"From what I've been told by the girls, he used to be your assistant, until he tried to sabotage their mission." He nodded at those words. "And what was the reason of you breaking his nose like that?" "He didn't mind his own business." I said simply while playing with my hands. "Frankly, I think you overreacted a bit."
I looked up with a smirk at hearing that statement. "Says you." "Pardon me?" The man demanded. "When Uncle called you an old man, you literally looked like you were ready to bite his head off!" I pointed out with the smirk still on my face.
Usually, whenever the man talked to me, I would feel a bit intimidated. But after those two days, I didn't feel like that anymore. Knowing I finally had a chance to actually talk to my father, I felt relaxed, calm and happy. I could finally ask everything I wanted to know, and there was no reason to be afraid of my own father.
Jerry frowned. "In fairness, you wanted that as much as me." He pointed out with his arms folded. "Except that I didn't get a chance to because you got your hands on him first." I reminded with a grin. "Yes, but it was quite unpleasant." My eyebrows furrowed at those words. "Why's that?" I asked curiously.
But from what I remembered, Uncle chasing me outside wasn't exactly nice either… It was something I really wished Mother could see. I stifled a laugh at those crazy thoughts. "Your uncle kept calling me an old man throughout the entire fight." I unsuccessfully tried to stop myself from bursting in laughter.
"Sorry," I apologized with a sheepish smile once Jerry gave me another disapproving look. "It's just that, you were so pissed that I thought you were taking it way too personally." I explained. "In a way, I did." The man responded.
I looked up at that statement in curiosity. "When I first met your uncle, I didn't understand why he was so insistent on befriending me. He was different, and he was younger… I asked him once how come 10-year gap between us didn't bother him at all. He said he couldn't care less whether I or he was older. He said he liked meeting people who were different from him, and that not all of his friends had to be just like him."
"Really?" I asked in surprise. He nodded. This was the first time I actually heard more about their backstory, and I wanted to know more… "Uncle Angus mentioned you a few times, but referring to you as 'a friend'." I then spoke up. "What did he say?" Jerry then asked me. "He mentioned something about you having to teach him how to ride a motorcycle?" I said with a raised eyebrow.
The man's eyes widened before he sighed in what seemed to be disbelief. "What else to expect from Angus…" He trailed off. "But what exactly happened?" I quickly asked in a bit of amusement. The way he was talking about my uncle was as if he was used to him causing all the trouble and crap…
"Back in Liverpool, your uncle was quite an adventurous lad. He did anything which could bring him into some sort of a trouble," He started. That sounded a lot like Uncle… "Including boasting. One time, he decided to boast to a local, notorious motorcycle gang leader."
My eyes widened. Why the fuck didn't Uncle Angus tell me about this?! "He told the gang leader how he was the best motorcycle rider in Liverpool, how he was as fast as lightning, and how the other riders were garbage compared to him." "Wasn't he taking it a bit too far?" I asked with a frown.
"He was." Jerry replied immediately. "Once the gang leader told your uncle how he had never heard of him before, Angus told him how he should be ashamed of himself. From what he told me, he had even mocked him. So the gang leader suggested having a motorcycle race outside Liverpool to see whether Angus was as good as he claimed to be. If he lost, he'd be 'dead meat'." He put emphasis on the 'dead meat' part with his index and middle fingers.
GOD… I started laughing uncontrollably at those words. I swear to God, Uncle Angus was really insane sometimes… But in a good way. "So I guess you had to teach him in order to save his life?" I presumed while brushing off my tears.
"Precisely. I was taking a stroll around the city when your uncle ran to me. He then started begging me to help him."
It was a quiet afternoon in the city of Liverpool. People were sitting in cafés, walking around the city, or hurrying along the street.
A man with dark brown hair and icy-blue eyes was running throughout the street the fastest he could. He kept looking at people around him, trying to find one person. There were so many people outside today, yet his friend was nowhere in sight…
Finally, a familiar person was in the man's sight. "Jerry!" He shouted, literally stopping in front of a blonde-haired man. He then started breathing heavily with hands on his knees.
The man kept looking at him in surprise. "Jer, buddy, I fucking need your help!" Angus jumped up frantically. Jerry looked at the younger man, raising an eyebrow. "Why?" He asked warily. Angus was someone he could trust, he was his friend after all…
But, after two years of knowing him, Jerry had already had some experience when it came to Angus causing trouble. Bryony didn't like Angus' antics, claiming her younger brother was a magnet for trouble. She would understand if it happened a few times, but it always happened to him!
Jerry was used to that as well, even though he also thought his friend could try to cause less trouble. Angus never thought about it as trouble, he always said how one should live to its fullest and how life was an adventure. And so he had tendency to pull his friend into the mess as well.
Judging by the look on the younger man's face, Jerry knew what to ask next. It was a question he asked almost every week…
"What did you do this time?" "What makes you think I did something?!" Angus was trying to act innocent. "I don't know… Maybe because you're running to me as if your life depends on it?!" Jerry gave him a 'spill it now' look.
Angus let out a whistle. "Well… I may have boasted to Jasper Carvell about being the best motorcyclist in Liverpool…" He admitted reluctantly. His friend looked at him as if he were crazy. "You… Did… WHAT?!" He shouted, only for Angus to shush him because people were looking at them.
"At this point, I expected from you to start strangling me, so I guess it went good." He smirked, but he cut Jerry off. "You don't have to!" "You're out of your mind." His friend sighed.
Jasper Carvell was a motorcycle gang leader of the most notorious gang in Liverpool. People knew not to mess with him, because the rumors said some people even ended up at the hospital because of him. He was said to be quite violent and unmerciful. And that was why Jerry thought Angus had gone nuts. Angus could think of doing crazy things, but this time he went too far!
"What did you tell him?" The older man demanded. "I told him how I was the best motorcycle rider in the city. I praised myself for being as fast as lightning, and I said how the rest of them were garbage compared to me." "One day they're really going to kill you." Jerry looked at Angus with a glare who chuckled nervously. "Then Carvell told me how he had never heard of me, so I told him he should be ashamed…. Until he suggested us having a motorcycle race outside Liverpool."
"Serves you right for mocking Jasper Carvell." Jerry sighed in disbelief. "But you don't get it! I don't know how to ride a motorcycle!" Angus exclaimed. "Convenient." His friend replied sarcastically. "So I was hoping you could teach me how to ride a motorcycle…" "Out of the question." "Please Jer, if I lose, I'll literally be 'dead meat'!" The younger man was literally begging on his knees by now.
He looked at his friend with a frown. "What's the point if you'll do something like this again?" He demanded. "The point is you don't want your friend to die." Angus quickly said. "It's Jasper Carvell, for fuck's sake!" He added. "Fine." Jerry finally agreed reluctantly.
"How long did it take for Uncle to learn?" I asked in amusement. "He had only one day to learn, but he managed to learn good enough to beat the gang leader in the race." "Really?!" My eyes widened. "Yes, really."
I shook my head in disbelief. "Unbelievable." "But that wasn't the only time he asked me for help. Whenever he needed it, he would run to me and then to Bryony. She would usually let me do everything because she claimed 'men understood each other better than women could understand them'."
I rolled my eyes at the last statement. That was something a typical woman would always say… "Were there any other awkward situations with him?" I then asked with a smile. "I've already told you about Angus' lack of knowledge when it comes to maps…" Jerry pointed out.
"You know, every time Uncle comes back from France, he tells me how he's taking me with him so he wouldn't get lost again." I then told the man before we started laughing. "I presume he gets lost every time?" "Even Mother knows that!" I was laughing as well. "But seriously, one time we were there, Uncle Angus went to look for some fruit. He came back with a fucking goat chasing him, so we had to stay on the tree for at least an hour until the stupid goat decided to give up." Those words only made us laugh once again.
Suddenly, I could hear the door opening so I quickly looked up. The head nurse entered the room. "Sorry for interrupting you, I had no idea Miss Chase was here as well…" She started apologizing only to be cut off. "It's alright." Jerry waved it off.
The head nurse then looked at him. "Mister Lewis, judging by this morning's checkup, you'll be released from the wing in a few days." I sighed in relief. "But, you're not allowed to do any physical activity for at least a month. You need to rest, and that means no overworking." She pointed out with a frown.
I could see the man sighing. The woman smiled at me, and I smiled back before she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
"Well, it's just a month, it will pass quickly?" I pointed out, my eyebrows furrowing because Jerry seemed to be annoyed with these news. "I know it will, but it's not the right time. With LAMOS still out there, being out of form is the last thing I need." He explained.
My eyes widened. "Wait, so they're still free?!" "They are." Fuck… "Those guys will never give up, won't they?" I shook my head in disbelief. "They won't, which is why I think it'd be better if you stayed away from espionage."
Wait, what?! I looked up at the man in shock. "What's that supposed to mean?!" I couldn't help feeling a bit angry. It was thanks to espionage I finally managed to find him, and now he wanted me to stay out of it?! It was as if I were told to stay away from him, because I had a feeling if I really did so, then I wouldn't see him again without Mother or Uncle's knowledge… Besides, I liked espionage now…
"Lily, it's dangerous," Jerry put a hand on my shoulder while I was glaring at him. "You nearly died; they wanted to kill you twice." "They want to kill you too!" I argued. "Except they attacked you as a way to get to me as well. I don't want you to be put in danger because of me."
I folded my arms with a glare. "Well, it's too late for that, Terrence knew about me all along." I pointed out. "I still have no idea how…" The man admitted. "I don't know either, but based on what I've seen from some footage during promotion, he was the one spying on me when I was little." I spoke up. "Strange…" He said after a few moments.
"But the point is that I'm part of this crap as much as you and the girls. By telling me to stay away from this place, they could attack me even more easily." I quickly pointed out, hoping to win the argument. "You do have a point." Jerry finally admitted, and I mentally smirked in triumph.
That was when the door opened. The head nurse came in, carrying something. "Sorry for interrupting again." "No problem, I'm leaving anyway." I said while standing up and taking my bag. I walked to the door before turning around to look at the two of them. "See you." I waved with a smile before running out. School was going to start soon!
Third Person's POV
Boogie Gus ran into the huge cabin of the submarine. "What are the news?" Tim Scam asked. "There are good and bad news." The man told everyone. "Alright, just get to the point. What are the good news?!" Terrence asked impatiently. "The good news are... Well..." Boogie Gus was rubbing the back of his head.
"JUST SAY IT!" Sherry screeched impatiently. "There are no good news. I said that to ease some tension." All of the villains glared at Boogie Gus. "The bad news are," "You mean, the only news..." Brain pointed out in disbelief. "That Jerry gets to live. Someone gave blood for transfusion, and he should be out of there in a few days."
Terrence let out a roar of annoyance while the other villains didn't seem to be happy either.
Lily's POV
I let out a sigh after sitting on a chair next to Sam. "How did it go?" Three of them chorused. "Pretty good." I said simply.
But before they could ask more, the History professor came inside and I quickly opened my notebook. Yet I still couldn't help feeling a bit worried. LAMOS were still out there, and they could attack whenever they wanted to…
However, one thing was definitely clear. If it was a fight they wanted, the fight they shall get…
Well, this was some sort of a filler chapter, but it was necessary for the story. In the next chapter I'm going back to episodes, the next chapter based on the episode 'Mime Your Own Business'. Anyway, until next time!
