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The next morning, Becky barely opened her eyes from the lack of sleep that she had suffered through. She had tossed and turned all night, dreaming of her home planet which was something that she never dreamed about before. She had managed to finish her science assignment from last night but ever since she saw the word Lexicon within the book that she was reading, it had piqued her curiosity even more. Bob had tried to pry the book off her hands but being the strong one that she was, she had won that slight game of tug and war and read the book within her bed covers through the night. She didn't know what time she had shut her eyes to go to sleep but due to her current condition, she felt that she had gotten less than eight hours.
The super heroine flung the covers off herself and groggily headed over to the bathroom to freshen up and join her family for breakfast before school. Just a couple more months and it would be summer vacation and soon enough, the start of sixth grade. "Good morning guys," Becky smiled to her family as she made her way to the breakfast table and was welcomed by the sight of sunny side eggs and bacon.
"Morning," Sally and Tim sang in unison as they greeted their daughter. "You're looking rather tired hon," Sally voiced her concern when she noticed her daughter's exhausted state.
Becky could tell her mother the truth about her curiosity about her home planet. After all, her parents knew her secret but it would be a rather awkward conversation to have. Yeah, I was just awake last night reading about my home planet and wanting to learn more about my own parents. She didn't want to hurt her parents' feelings about that. "Too much homework that I had to do," Becky said as she rubbed her eyes. At least there was some half-truth in that sentence.
Tobey was in a daze when he got ready to go to school. He had stayed awake all night thinking about the events of his father and the conversation with her mother that he didn't know when he fell asleep. When he made his way downstairs he was met with a silent atmosphere, which was evident to him that his mother had already left early for work. At least she had found the time to leave some breakfast for him and a bag for lunch. However, Tobey didn't feel hungry so he took the lunch bag and headed out of the house.
He took a deep breath and felt the warm breeze around him. The sun was brightly shining and there was not a single cloud in the sky. Tobey would have felt at least optimistic if it weren't for the thoughts that were clouding his mind. He stood by his mailbox and waited for the school bus but there was an impatience within him that he didn't even want to do it. He didn't want to spend six and a half hours at school when all he wanted to do was meet his father. If he chose to play hooky, then he would be in great trouble so he knew that he was in a bit of predicament. It wasn't the fact that Tobey wasn't willing to do it but due to the conversation that he had with his mother last night and her reaction towards her ex's appearance, Tobey didn't want to ruin the chance that he had.
The school bus finally pulled up on his property and he entered inside the boisterous vehicle. He glanced over at the familiar faces that he had in his class and one of them was Violet Heaslip, who was sitting with Becky and quickly averted her eyes from him towards the window of the bus. Tobey rolled his eyes at her reaction, seeing that she was still not over the insult that he said to her yesterday. He had no time to deal with that for he had other things that he needed to worry about.
Becky was not at all surprised when Tobey passed by their row of seats and sat at the back of the bus. Her main concern was Violet's feelings and how she reacted towards Tobey. "I'll go and talk to him," Becky offered but was halted in her mission when Violet took her hand.
"It's okay Becky," Violet said to her with a small smile, "I'm not expecting an apology whatsoever. In fact, I shouldn't even care about what he had said to me that day at the library. I'm just sorry that ran out on you like that."
At least Becky was assured that her friend would be fine, but that wasn't something that she was going to let Tobey get away with. "I'm glad to hear that Violet," the brunette responded to her and took her seat next to her friend once more. She was going to deal with Tobey later when she had the chance. Hopefully recess would be a quiet one where no villains decided to cause any mischief.
Theodore McCallister sat in front of a table with a set of blue prints resting in front of him. Just because he was away from his residence, didn't mean that he would take a vacation from his work. Building robots was a great passion of his and he wanted to at least develop his own brand of robots. After finishing college in only his general studies and wanting to find himself on what he wanted to achieve, he had finally pursued a Masters and later on a PhD in Robotics and Engineering. It had been a long road of studies and sacrifices, one that he wasn't too proud of, to achieve his goal. Now that he had at least some stability, he had finally found some time to get in contact with his family. Well...he didn't know whether he would consider Claire family anymore since their divorce but there was that visible and invisible force that bound them together.
Tobey.
Theodore took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes to wear off the tiredness that lingered within them. The longer he stared at those blueprints and formulas, the less accomplishments he was going to succeed. He needed some fresh air at least and it seemed like a good day for one. As he was about to put on his shoes and head out, the telephone rang. That was the first time it had rung ever since Theodore arrived yesterday. He was hoping for a ring yesterday but to no avail.
"Hello?" Theodore said in the receiver, "Theodore McCallister speaking." Why not be courteous and let the hotel employee know whom he was rather than to keep them guessing.
"Mr. McCallister," the hotel employee answered on the other end of the phone, "there is a visitor here to see you."
Well that was quite the surprise for the man, but a visitation was better than a five minute phone call. "Thank you kindly," he said, "I shall be down shortly." He placed the receiver back on the phone and took a deep breath. The first person that crossed his mind was Tobey, but he wouldn't walk all the way to the hotel by himself would he? After the whole events of yesterday with Dr. Two-Brains and the Butcher, Theodore had grown rather worried about this whole town.
Other than the villains, it was a rather charming city he had to admit. Taking another deep breath he headed towards the lobby and his shoes suddenly squeaked to a halt when he noticed whom his visitor was. "Goodness," he whispered to himself before swallowing.
The palms of his hands felt sweaty but he quickly wiped them on the sleeves of his shirt before he walked forward. He cleared his throat and right then and there, his visitor turned around and it was none other than his ex-wife. She had changed very much through these past eight years and it was no surprise towards Theodore. She had always been a woman who spoke her mind and wanted to pursue what she desired the most and seeing her in a prim and proper business outfit, it was evident enough to the man that she had gotten just as far in life as he had.
A slight smile appeared on Claire's lips at the sight of her ex-husband. "Theodore," she said as she took in his appearance for the first time in all these eight years, "its good to see you."
Were these words true that she had just said or did she just say them to be respectful? That was something that Theodore had yet to determine. "It's good to see you too," he replied with a nod of his head followed by a gentle smile. "This is...quite the surprise actually. I was only expecting a phone call."
"I would have called," the woman said, "but I was just on my way to work and thought of dropping by. Tobey did tell me that you were in Fair City. How long will you be staying?"
As long as I can spend some time with my son Theodore wanted to say but he knew that he had to work his way through that. "Only a couple of weeks," he said to her. Truth was, he could work from any location that he chose just as long as he got his work done. "Though I do have to head back to England for a conference afterwards."
Always the worker Claire thought, though she was also guilty of that as well. "I understand," she replied before glancing at the clock. She had just enough time to head to work without delay. Being late was one of the things that she detested and she knew that she had a lot of work to do again. "I do need to head to work soon-" she was about to say when Theodore interrupted her, causing her to give him a slight glare.
"Fancy a cup of coffee during lunch?" he asked her.
The glare then softened at his offer, though she still didn't appreciate the interruption. "I would like that," she said to him with a nod of her head. "I shall see you at the DA building at say...a quarter to twelve?"
"Perfect," Theodore agreed. "I look forward to...catching up after all this time."
"I am sure that we will have plenty to speak about," the blond woman replied before she said her goodbyes with her ex and headed out of the hotel building. She may have had a calm demeanor about, but within she was just as nervous as Theodore was.