Author : Dùlin
Characters : Clever, Train
Rating : PG
Warnings : angstiness
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"Mr. Train … do you think that one day I will manage to become like you ?"
Mr. Train isn't happy about his question, but Clever doesn't understand why.
"Stop saying stupid things, Clever."
"But Mr. Train …"
"Shut up, Clever !"
Clever immediately does. When Mr. Train is in that kind of mood, it's better not to push him too far, Clever knows.
Mr. Train is dangerous, Clever knows that too. But he hasn't known for very long. It scares him.
"Do you know why I'm here, Clever ?"
Clever shakes his head, careful not to utter a sound.
"I'm here because my ... master ordered me to. Not because I want to."
That's why Clever never asked. That's the thing he didn't want to know.
"Shoot me, Clever."
Clever's eyes widen, and his hands start to shake. The gun is not too big anymore, and he knows he's gotten better with it.
"Mr. Train …"
"If you don't shoot me now, I'll kill you, Clever."
His hands are still shaking when he raises the gun. Mr. Train doesn't move. His own gun is invisible, hidden somewhere in his black coat.
"Too slow."
Clever hits the floor, and the gun escapes his grasp. He didn't fire.