Breakfast zoids style! Sounds fun hun? It's Vex. And that chapter had to be
one of the quickest for me to write. But I laughed pretty much the whole
time. Well have fun and enjoy.
enter ch. fifteen
Frozen Soldier
I used to be an angel then God condemned me. Now I look at this like it is someone else's life and watch it go by from the passenger's seat.
I walk the command wolf into the hanger and jump down from the cockpit. Bit is working on the liger. I doesn't even look at him or make him think I see him. But I know he's there and I'll make a point of letting him know that later.
I walk through the base to the kitchen and sit down across from Brad. He puts down his newspaper and gives me a weird look.
"What are you so happy about?"
"Absolutely nothing!" he raises and eyebrow.
"Really I though it would be how you made Bit mad as ever and then just left out of the blue." I grin evilly.
"How mad was he?" Jamie laughs at the sink.
"I find nothing funny about this. He gets mad enough about nothing there is no reason to make him mad. He does that on his own." Jamie was still laughing. He stops with a slight 'hhooo' and turns to Brad and me.
"Brad, will you go get Bit and the others, foods almost done." I shoot my hand into the air.
"I'll go!"
"You sure?"
"Yeah it'll be fine," I say bouncing from the room. I walk down the hall to Leon's room and knock on the door. There is a rustling of sheets on the other side of the door.
"Don't bother to compose yourselves, breakfast is almost done." I walk on and knock on Dad's door and open it with out a response.
"Dad breakfast is almost done," I holler into the room. He mumbles something back and I close the door. Next I walk out to the hanger where Bit is still working on the liger. I walk up next to him silently. I watch him work and mumble about something or another.
"Hi!" He jumps and drops his screwdriver. He gives me and death glare and picks up the screwdriver.
"What do you want," he says going back to what he was doing.
"Jamie told me to come get you. Breakfast is almost done and he wants people to eat."
"Well he can wait a minute. I'm almost done." I sit down on the cleanest spot on the ground and watch him. I used to take things like this for granted. I can tell he's jumpy with me watching. I find it funny to a point.
Finally he give up and sits down next to me, "You do realize you make this a lot harder then it has to be on me right?" I nod.
"Perposaly so you'll come eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"Lire," he looks over at me and smiles, "First they treat me like a baby and now they just won't talk to me straight. Even Brad is acting strange. That freaked me out!" He laughs.
"Sorry," He says, "About earlier. It wasn't my place." I look over at him.
"First you go bookie and now your apologizing for things that I should be apologizing for," He smiles, "Well, in that case. I'm sorry too." He looks up at the Liger, "Brad said you were pretty mad."
"Yeah, well. You gave me a reason to be."
"He said that I shouldn't have given you a reason to be mad you did that all on your own." He smiles.
"Yeah. He's got a point there." We sit there for a minute, until my stomach starts to growl. He laughs and I blush slightly. I stand up and brush off my butt.
"Come on," I say, "Let's go eat." He stands up and I just look at him. He doesn't take his eyes off the liger, "Bit." He looks over at me and I can't help it. I grab the back of his head and kiss him squarely on the lips.
He doesn't stop it just seem quite confused by it. After a minute he get used to it and his hand wrap around my back. I slip my tongue into his mouth and he fights back. These are the things I used to take for granted before he left. We brake apart and I push him back.
"Let's eat!" He laughs behind me.
"Good to have you back poop-head." He yells after me. I walk backwards into the base. And smile. I walk into the kitchen and Leon and Naomi are already there.
"Where's Dad?" I ask.
"Probably still asleep," Leon says. I shrug and sit down next to Naomi.
"Good to have you home kid," She says and I smile.
"Good to be home," I say while stretching. Jamie turns around.
"Where's Bit?"
"He's coming," I say. Jamie serves us and two extra plates. He takes one of the extra one's and Bit walks in a minute or two later and takes the last one and sits across from me.
I continue to eat and don't pay any attention to him. Just like we always used to do in the olden days. No one knew about us as far as we knew, and that was the way we liked it. Naomi and Leon eat fast and go to work on their zoids. Brad takes a little longer. Jamie finishes and begins to clean up the mess. Brad finishes and I finish not long after him.
I look at Bit and I walk out of the room without a word. I go to my room and sit down on the bed. I sigh and look out the window. I close my eyes and I can hear Saylas calling to see if I'm awake. I could almost cry but I think better of it.
'Saylas I hope you don't hate me. I would've stayed if I could've. But we both know I think that me staying wasn't an option.' I can hear clicking coming down the hall and to my door. It muffles and creeps up behind me.
"Bit Cloud, don't even think about it!" He jumps on the bed next to me.
"How'd you know it was me?"
"I have the sound of your boots memorized." He looks at me weird.
"Really?"
"Yes," I answer truthfully and lay down on my pillow. He smiles and puts his hand on my back, "How long was I really gone?" He thinks for a minute.
"Two months, three weeks and six days. Do you want hours cause I've got those too." I laugh.
"Seriously?"
"I am serious," He says laughing a little, "And in my opinion that's the worst part!"
"No that just means you care," I say sitting up, "Or you just got really bored." He laughs.
"How bout both?" I nod.
"Both works for me." I put my head on his shoulder and he puts his hand on my shoulder.
"I missed you poop-head."
"And I you crap-face." He laughs.
These thoughts of what I have left to return will not subside and all I can think is that I left with the wrong reasons. To come here for something that's doesn't really need me any more. Maybe it's only that I am here that he doesn't need me anymore. I hope for the latter of the two but my mind pulls at the former.
It's all just a riddle that my mind cannot untangle. The end is coming and all I can do is watch it play out in front of me. Those I trusted might not live to see something I can only hope will not be painful. I watch out my window as the world I left it blown away to some where else.
I hold you here and see if you hold me back. This game they play is one I can play too. Play with me and we'll never lose.
enter ch. fifteen
Frozen Soldier
I used to be an angel then God condemned me. Now I look at this like it is someone else's life and watch it go by from the passenger's seat.
I walk the command wolf into the hanger and jump down from the cockpit. Bit is working on the liger. I doesn't even look at him or make him think I see him. But I know he's there and I'll make a point of letting him know that later.
I walk through the base to the kitchen and sit down across from Brad. He puts down his newspaper and gives me a weird look.
"What are you so happy about?"
"Absolutely nothing!" he raises and eyebrow.
"Really I though it would be how you made Bit mad as ever and then just left out of the blue." I grin evilly.
"How mad was he?" Jamie laughs at the sink.
"I find nothing funny about this. He gets mad enough about nothing there is no reason to make him mad. He does that on his own." Jamie was still laughing. He stops with a slight 'hhooo' and turns to Brad and me.
"Brad, will you go get Bit and the others, foods almost done." I shoot my hand into the air.
"I'll go!"
"You sure?"
"Yeah it'll be fine," I say bouncing from the room. I walk down the hall to Leon's room and knock on the door. There is a rustling of sheets on the other side of the door.
"Don't bother to compose yourselves, breakfast is almost done." I walk on and knock on Dad's door and open it with out a response.
"Dad breakfast is almost done," I holler into the room. He mumbles something back and I close the door. Next I walk out to the hanger where Bit is still working on the liger. I walk up next to him silently. I watch him work and mumble about something or another.
"Hi!" He jumps and drops his screwdriver. He gives me and death glare and picks up the screwdriver.
"What do you want," he says going back to what he was doing.
"Jamie told me to come get you. Breakfast is almost done and he wants people to eat."
"Well he can wait a minute. I'm almost done." I sit down on the cleanest spot on the ground and watch him. I used to take things like this for granted. I can tell he's jumpy with me watching. I find it funny to a point.
Finally he give up and sits down next to me, "You do realize you make this a lot harder then it has to be on me right?" I nod.
"Perposaly so you'll come eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"Lire," he looks over at me and smiles, "First they treat me like a baby and now they just won't talk to me straight. Even Brad is acting strange. That freaked me out!" He laughs.
"Sorry," He says, "About earlier. It wasn't my place." I look over at him.
"First you go bookie and now your apologizing for things that I should be apologizing for," He smiles, "Well, in that case. I'm sorry too." He looks up at the Liger, "Brad said you were pretty mad."
"Yeah, well. You gave me a reason to be."
"He said that I shouldn't have given you a reason to be mad you did that all on your own." He smiles.
"Yeah. He's got a point there." We sit there for a minute, until my stomach starts to growl. He laughs and I blush slightly. I stand up and brush off my butt.
"Come on," I say, "Let's go eat." He stands up and I just look at him. He doesn't take his eyes off the liger, "Bit." He looks over at me and I can't help it. I grab the back of his head and kiss him squarely on the lips.
He doesn't stop it just seem quite confused by it. After a minute he get used to it and his hand wrap around my back. I slip my tongue into his mouth and he fights back. These are the things I used to take for granted before he left. We brake apart and I push him back.
"Let's eat!" He laughs behind me.
"Good to have you back poop-head." He yells after me. I walk backwards into the base. And smile. I walk into the kitchen and Leon and Naomi are already there.
"Where's Dad?" I ask.
"Probably still asleep," Leon says. I shrug and sit down next to Naomi.
"Good to have you home kid," She says and I smile.
"Good to be home," I say while stretching. Jamie turns around.
"Where's Bit?"
"He's coming," I say. Jamie serves us and two extra plates. He takes one of the extra one's and Bit walks in a minute or two later and takes the last one and sits across from me.
I continue to eat and don't pay any attention to him. Just like we always used to do in the olden days. No one knew about us as far as we knew, and that was the way we liked it. Naomi and Leon eat fast and go to work on their zoids. Brad takes a little longer. Jamie finishes and begins to clean up the mess. Brad finishes and I finish not long after him.
I look at Bit and I walk out of the room without a word. I go to my room and sit down on the bed. I sigh and look out the window. I close my eyes and I can hear Saylas calling to see if I'm awake. I could almost cry but I think better of it.
'Saylas I hope you don't hate me. I would've stayed if I could've. But we both know I think that me staying wasn't an option.' I can hear clicking coming down the hall and to my door. It muffles and creeps up behind me.
"Bit Cloud, don't even think about it!" He jumps on the bed next to me.
"How'd you know it was me?"
"I have the sound of your boots memorized." He looks at me weird.
"Really?"
"Yes," I answer truthfully and lay down on my pillow. He smiles and puts his hand on my back, "How long was I really gone?" He thinks for a minute.
"Two months, three weeks and six days. Do you want hours cause I've got those too." I laugh.
"Seriously?"
"I am serious," He says laughing a little, "And in my opinion that's the worst part!"
"No that just means you care," I say sitting up, "Or you just got really bored." He laughs.
"How bout both?" I nod.
"Both works for me." I put my head on his shoulder and he puts his hand on my shoulder.
"I missed you poop-head."
"And I you crap-face." He laughs.
These thoughts of what I have left to return will not subside and all I can think is that I left with the wrong reasons. To come here for something that's doesn't really need me any more. Maybe it's only that I am here that he doesn't need me anymore. I hope for the latter of the two but my mind pulls at the former.
It's all just a riddle that my mind cannot untangle. The end is coming and all I can do is watch it play out in front of me. Those I trusted might not live to see something I can only hope will not be painful. I watch out my window as the world I left it blown away to some where else.
I hold you here and see if you hold me back. This game they play is one I can play too. Play with me and we'll never lose.