Chapter 7
Missing Her...
625 panted heavily after alot of rigorous training from Jumba. He collapsed to the floor, trying to catch his breath. Jumba was watching 625 pant then, with the clipboard on his hand and a pen in the other, he began to write his observations.
625 got back up onto his feet, just to catch his breath again. He was all worn out from the training.
'' Okay, 625 you can stop!'', Jumba said, continuing to write, as the clipboard covered his face.
625 walked up to him,'' Can I rest for a while?''
'' No.''
'' But...''
'' No! There's something I need you to do for me first, before I find another assignment for you to do.''
'' What is it then?''
'' I need you to clean up mess you left in house.''
'' Wha?''
'' You knocked over things and broke vase. I need you to go in there and clean it up.''
'' But you said I wasn't allowed in the house.''
'' You aren't allowed in the house if you're going to talk to my wife. New rules.''
'' You change your mind alot! You know that?''
'' I know. Here's a garbage bag, broom, and dustpan. Clean up mess, I'll check on you in five minutes, and no talking to wife!''
625 snorted, as he picked up the materials to clean the house. He marched out of the ship and across the grass of the backyard. He was soon in front of the sliding glass door. Moving the door, he slipped into the house and could see the items he knocked over.
Broken porcelain vase pieces were scattered throughout the floor, as 625 sighed. He picked up he broom and dustpan, sweeping up the tiny pieces of a once designer porcelain vase. Flora heard the glass door open and went to investigate who was the intruder.
'' You again!'', Flora asked.
625 didn't answer.
'' Hello? Are you ignoring me?''
Still no answer.
'' Hello? 625?''
625 turned around, so that Flora could only see his back. He didn't want to be distracted from Flora's sayings. Flora was wondering why she was being ignored. She walked up to 625 and rubbed the back of his head, causing him to sigh.
'' Hi 625.''
'' Hi Flora...''
625 suddenly remembered that he wasn't supposed to interact with her. He turned around.
'' What's wrong with you?''
'' I'm... supposed to ignore you.''
'' Why?''
'' Jumba told me to.''
'' Don't listen to my husband.''
'' But I'll get in trouble!''
'' I can handle him! So what is he making you do this time?''
'' Clean up the mess I made.''
'' I fixed everything. You don't need to clean this up. I was just about to clean this, after I placed everything back in it's proper place.''
'' Really?''
'' Yeah...''
'' I'll just clean it up anyway...''
'' Okay... if you want to. You want anything to eat or drink?''
There was one thing 625 needed to indulge his very empty stomach,'' How about another one of those s-s-sandwiches?''
'' How about a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, this time? I'll give you a soda to drink.''
'' Fine with me.''
Meanwhile...
Gantu and Era were watching the whole entire thing through the glass window. They were having trouble to see things, since the sun was setting.
'' 625's just going to get himself in trouble as he usually does'', Gantu said.
'' It seems that he is... but it's only a matter of time...'', Era said, softly.
Gantu began to ponder at Era's words,'' A matter of time?''
'' Yes...''
'' Until what?''
'' You'll see... f-for yourself...''
'' Time travel is weird.''
Not the remark Era wanted to hear, as she was being serious. Then Era looked over her shoulder and saw Jumba walking towards the house.
'' Uh-oh.''
Grabbing Gantu's attention, he turned to see what was going on,'' Oh, come Era. Let's get inside the house.''
Era gulped.
Jumba opened the door Gantu and Era entered the house, as Jumba didn't bother to close the door. Jumba looked around for 625, but he was nowhere to be seen. Flora heard the door slide open, knowing it was her husband, wanting to take the little poor 625, who was guzzling a can of soda, and munching on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
'' 625! Come here this instant!'', Jumba demanded.
625 gulped, swallowing his chewed up sandwich. He put down the can of soda on the table and was beginning to walk towards Jumba. Flora picked 625 up and curled up her hands, not wanting to let 625 go to him.
Jumba walked to the kitchen, finding Flora and 625,'' Where is my experiment?''
'' Here in my hand'', Flora said, gently placing 625 on the floor.
625 twiddled his thumbs and looked at the floor.
'' 625! I've specifically told you to never interact with her!'', Jumba scolded.
Submissively 625 walked toward Jumba, but Flora picked him up once more,'' Don't go to him!''
'' But I have to!'', 625 said.
'' Jumba, making illegal genetic experiments is not a real job!'', Flora said,'' You should go off and find real job!''
'' I hate it when you say that'', Jumba sighed,'' 625, get away from her!''
625 had a difficult time on who to walk to, Flora or Jumba?
TBC...