Chapter 14- No Crying here!

"How did you get here anyway?" Lizzie said, giving Charles the PS2 game remote. We were playing Spiderman 2 together, and just talking. I made some popcorn and placed them in a large blue bowl, and I walked into the TV room with the others. We all shugged as an answer for Lizzie's question.

"I dunno, It was like he just appeared there." I replied, passing the bowl of popcorn around for everyone. Sean is sitting on the floor with a big jumbo sketchpad and a box of crayons, drawing. He showed the crayon to Otto's bottom left tentacle and it took the crayon from him, doing what Sean was doing.

Rosie and Otto's top left tentacle was playing 'ball' together. The tentacle and Rosie would each hold grasp of a chewie ball, and shake it to try to get it out of each other's grasp. Like a game of tug-of-war.

Charles, Lizzie, Otto, and me were playing SM2, with Otto's right tentacles watching from delight. Charles is playing for the while, sitting in the comfy chair, just beating random baddies in the street. We sat in the couch.

"Otto, did you feel, I dunno, funny or whatever before you came here?" Lizzie asked, grabbing a handful of popcorn.

"No," Otto answered, leaning on his futon bed which is now a couch. 't feel anything at all."

"What do you remember from where you last wake?" I asked, giving Otto some popcorn. He grabbed some.

"Well..."

Otto was almost finished with his dream. He worked, no, tried so hard and got so far. He couldn't afford any miscalculations this time. Rosie isn't here this time, to witness his horrible transformation, but his tentacles had promised that all would be fine in the end. He might've hurt some people and he might've committed a few sins, but he knows that every thing will achieve in the end, mankind would forgive him.

But then, he was wrong. All wrong. He feels lost, and lonely, sitting in the wet pier 56. His creation is a miscalculation, and will be forever. The fusion reactor was growing for every second, objects drawing to it. Why? Why couldn't things be right? He knew there's got to be a reason. He has done his homework, he tested it a few times, how could it be wrong?

But of course, Otto had someone to point out his wrongs. Peter Parker pointed it out. The brilliant but lazy...and a devoted city hero. Peter is Spiderman. He's standing there, begging Otto on how to stop his creation, but the only answer was a negative one. "It can't be stopped," he said. Peter's face, not the masked face, looked as if all hope is lost.

But then, a new thought came to him. Like some kind of order for him to obey. His tentacles didn't say a word in his mind, ever since he told them to listen to him. The thought said, 'Drown it. Submerge it.'

The thought was new to him, but then, it was the solution to the problem. There was no time left. "Unless, the river. Drown it."

"Drown it? That simple?" Peter asked.

Otto frowned. "Not so simple. It'll superheat the water...like an underwater volcano. Broil anyone nearby like a lobster. Who ever tries to submerge it..." Otto says, gulping, "it's suicide."

"I'll do it." Peter said, turning around. That same voice in Otto's head came back and gave him another command: You submerge it.

Otto didn't want Peter to die, because of his mistake. The city needs him more than he does. If ever, he wishes for an opportunity to clear and repay all his sins, but the command voice in his head ordered him to submerge it himself. Otto quickly reached a tentacle at Peter's arm.

"No, it's my responsibility."

And Otto stood up with the help of his mechanical arms, since his legs felt numb. Peter stood in shock, watching his idol go down to submerge the machine. Otto then took one last look at the boy that pointed out his mistake, and made him realize, the last human being he thought to see before he dies.

And Otto goes back to fulfill his mission on saving the city from his mistake. This mistake shall never happen, ever again. And if ever, he'll die to go and see Rosie once again. He'll apologize and beg for forgiveness for his selfishness, and hope that she'll love him back just as she always did.

And Otto, the one who last screamed "I will not die a monster!", uses his reluctant tentacles to submerge the machine, even though they argues back in my head.

Do we have to...father?

No back talk. You have done great evil. And so have I. We'll do our penance together.

And as the machine tears apart, the big orange sun, the orange glow, his fusion reactor falls on top of him, along with tons of debris. Dropping to the water below, all Otto feels is numbness. He watches the sun fall and float on top of him, the light shining his eyes. You could even see it reflect off his eyes.

And by the time it exploded, Otto lost all consciousness and everything was black.

"Well, that's all I can remember." Otto spoke his story sadly. Me and Lizzie both frowned, having discovered Otto didn't see anything new while he was drowning apart from what we witnessed at the movies. Charles was still playing the video game.

"Oh." I said, giving the whole tub of popcorn to Charles. I lay back on the couch, resting my shoulder on Otto's shoulder. Feeling left alone, Lizzie lays on the other side of Otto's shoulder. Then, both of our heads rested in the spot between Otto's neck and shoulders.

"We saw the whole thing you know," Lizzie said, having the same thoughts as I did. "We saw you drown. We thought you'd see something out of the ordinary from the storyline."

Feeling uncomfortable with his flesh-and-blood arms down, Otto lifted them up and wrapped them around our opposite shoulders, making both of us blush. As usual, Otto doesn't notice. "Storyline? You mean, Rosie's death was planned...?"

"Well, yeah," I said. "It inevitably had to. Just as the way Peter's mutation was planned or your...accident...was planned."

"It was written in script right? For a movie?" Otto asked bitterly. We nodded sadly. "What if...what if they changed the script...and Rosie never died? Or I never did the experiment? Or, I never had these arms the first place?" Otto asked sadly. He leaned up, facing the both of us.

"What if, the experiment never actually miscalculated? What if I let Peter off to submerge the machine instead of me? What if Rosie was somewhere else? What if Peter was never a superhero the first place? What if—"

I couldn't take it anymore. Otto's voice was so sad and soft, and his voice was about to break. A feeling of grief and sorrow was felt around, and a nervous tension between my two younger brothers was created. They never understood Otto's pain. Sean was too young, and Charles, well he'd have a misunderstanding for every person he likes. He sees Otto as a monster, not a human being, like me or Lizzie. He's always on the good guy's side, and spats at the bad guys. Since he knew the bad guys wouldn't be a hero for losing in the end anyway.

I had placed a hand on Otto's mouth to quiet him from talking, from thinking and manipulating these painful words. Lizzie and I frowned, but really in the inside we're crying. What if everything that happened never happened? What if one thing important that had happened was alternate of changed? One thing's for sure, Otto wouldn't be here. We probably wouldn't be fans of him. Well, maybe to the comic book version, but we never met someone as humanly and painful as Otto. But I do know one thing...

"Otto," I whisper, but loud enough for people to hear, "It doesn't matter. If everything was changed, if you never did the experiment, then,"

"You probably wouldn't exist." Lizzie said, finishing my sentence. I smiled at her. There goes a time when she speaks my thoughts.

Then, Otto finally cried. He stared at us, gathering the information we told him, but by the time he understood, he just cried. Sean and Charles watched Otto cry both confused of why he's crying. They'll never understand, even if we told them.

Feeling uncomfortable of this sadness, Lizzie grabbed a box of tissue and handed it to Otto, who took it from her and began to wipe his tears with it. Then Lizzie began to grin, trying to cheer Otto up.

"Oh Otto!" she laughed. "You're breaking my heart!"

I laughed, deciding to follow along. "Yeah Otto!" I say, holding a fist up to my heart and saying this in a kiddingly manner, "Stop it!"

Then Otto began to laugh. He laughed warmly, soon recovering from his sadness. The right tentacles hovered above us and moving oddly, as if laughing with him. We laughed at the tentacles, laughing at how it moves in a funny manner.

"Oh?" Otto laughed, "I'm breaking your heart am I?"

"Yeah," Lizzie said, "Ladies' man!"

Otto then grabbed a pillow and aimed to smack Lizzie with it, but she dodged and it ends up hitting me. I grabbed another pillow and began to smack Otto with it, giving birth a pillow fight, which turns to popcorn throwing food fight.

We had fun for the rest of the day, with time moving as if it was moving fast. I wasn't long until mom came home.

(Otto's POV)

I'm surprised at how these kids could react to a serious matter and joke around in it. If they weren't immature-like kids, we'll probably be crying our eyes out by now. Well, I guess I needed the fun with them after all.

And they were right as well. If I haven't undergone this painful transformation, then I probably wouldn't exist. Hell, I wouldn't be as Dr. Otto Octavius or maybe Rosie wouldn't exist. So I should be grateful. But to a pain like this, I think it would be better not to exist...right?

Well, maybe I should reconsider that. These kids need me. They look up to me. If I never existed, they would never find someone to care about the same way they do about to me. There wouldn't be an 'Otto' fan. So maybe, I should be grateful to live. To breathe. To be given such knowledge and opportunity to live as a human being. If I never existed, these kids would never feel for me, as they do know. They probably wouldn't meet Stray.

And now, It makes me wonder why I didn't have kids with Rosie. But on the second thought, even if I did want a kid, I wouldn't since it wasn't part of a storyline. Having a kid can cause even more problems, especially if I was a super villain who were into hiding. So, I should be grateful to make friends with these kids.

When Debbie came home, she immediately cooked up dinner, and felt a little surprised to see me. She still thinks I'm a dream. But she sighs, knowing that it would never be possible.

Until it was exactly dinnertime, Lizzie's parents called her up to come home.

"Aw!" She cried through the phone. "Can I stay over like a sleepover? Pleeeeeze?!"

But I could tell that she couldn't, since I saw a look of disappointment on her face. Crystal frowned.

"You're not staying?" I ask. She nodded no.

"No..." but then, a look of happiness clouded her face. "But they said I can sleep over Sunday. That way, I can go to school at the same time with you."

"Okay," Crystal said, happy for that fact. "I'll deal with it."

And when Lizzie left, we waved her good-bye as she took off to home on her bike.

"Well, that was an interesting day..." I said. Crystal laughed.

"He he...that's Stray the metallic imp to you!"

We didn't do much for the rest of the night, and we went to bed a little earlier than usual.

To be continued...

Next: Saturday Cartoons

Okay, I messed up once with the chapter thingy. Sorry fellas!

Stray the metallic imp: Well, I'll be damned (for two things)! 1) Otto is alive after all! If I ever get a chance to see Sammy, I'll give him big hugs and kisses for keeping our boy alive! He nearly had us there for the minute, even to Alfred himself! :P 2) Well, so far so good, I'm writing stuff of what you would say (and according to you, am right!)! I'm so happy!

Mad Hatter: Well, hello Alice! (At first, I thought you were a boy...o.o I'm glad that's solved!)

Repto: A chicken named Rosie?!?!?! What are you, a farmer? Did you eat it yet? (Is laughing at a thought that if you did, a boy rooster named Otto would come crying)

Shadow fox forever: Thanx!

Anoymous-cat: Naw, I never thought of that....hm....nope! But I'll save your idea unless I couldn't think of anything else! (besides, I have something else in mind!)

anacsadder: ooh, naughty naugthy! Well, I'll admit, I'm a perv too, but in my mind!

DuMont: (Poking dead body) Somebody call the ambulance! She died of laughter!

Samus20018: Yayness

Fangirl of many: Happy now?

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