Mob considered herself to be a good big sister.
She always took very good care of Sho. She put him to bed every night at nine, ran his baths every night at eight, and sometimes got him to do his homeschool work. She made sure that there was food in the kitchen that he liked, clean clothes in his drawers, and every single night she made sure that all of his stuff was on the charger. Sure sometimes she went and hung out with her friends but she always came home and got her little brother ready for the night.
That was normal.
She had spent the day with Minegishi watching TV and just being together, which had been normal, and also she had come home to make dinner for her family, also normal. Dad had come home and gone straight to his room, normal, and Sho had been in his own room doing Sho stuff, also normal. Mob went righto the kitchen and made dinner, which was also breakfast because dad liked breakfast foods, and for their family that was normal. She got breakfast on the table and sat down with dad to eat. That was also normal.
Sho decided to stay in his room. That was, unfortunately, also normal.
"If your brother wants to starve then that's his business." Said dad as he sat down at the table. Mob hated it when he said that. He made it sound like he didn't care about Sho at all…and that made no sense because Sho was his Son…and dad was supposed to care about his own Son. Even if he didn't like Sho, and Mob knew that he didn't, he still had to love him. Sort of like her and mom. Sometimes when she thought about mom she thought that she didn't like her, because she had ran away from home and stuff, but she would always love her mom no matter what.
So dad had to love Sho no matter what. They were a family and that was how families worked.
Well in a good world that was how families worked. She knew that Minegishi's parents hadn't loved them, that was why they had been such jerks to them and also why they had to live in a group home, and she knew that Shimazaki's parents hadn't loved him either. Well he said that his mom loved him but she also let his dad lock him in his room and hit him and tell him that he never should have been born…and Mob knew how hard it was when someone you loved treated someone else you loved badly….but Mob at least talked to dad about hitting Sho and made him do it less often…and she was only eleven so she could only do so much….so Shimazaki's mom had no excuse in her book….but it was wrong to think badly of the dead….but still. In good families the parents loved the kids…
But sometimes she got the feeling that this was not a very good family.
"But….you don't want Sho to starve to death….right dad?" asked Mob. She knew that her family was not the best family, mom had run away and dad could be a real jerk sometimes, but they still loved each other…well Mob loved everyone, anyway, and she did her best to be the best Mob she could be…and it just…sometimes it felt like it wasn't enough.
Like now.
Dad put down his fork and make the face he made when he thought about stuff…and this was not something that he should have been thinking about in the first place. He should not have had to think about whether or not he wanted his own Son to starve to death. Even though Mob was the favorite she knew that dad must have still wanted Sho to have been alive…Sho had been mom's favorite and she had still fed Mob…and Mob knew that when she had babies with whoever wanted to have babies with her that she would feed them all no matter how she felt about them, not that she could feel anything other than love for her future babies, and if her future husband said something like that then…then he could go and find some other family to eat dinner with.
That was a very mean thought to have but that was just how she felt.
She wished…she knew that it was wrong but she wished…she wished that she could tell dad that he needed to start being a lot nicer or he could fix his own dinners and do his own laundry and….and stuff…because that was just not a nice thing to say about a stranger on the street let alone your own family…but Mob…she had bent her fork on accident with her powers…she needed to calm down. Getting mad at dad…there wasn't much in this world more pointless than being mad at dad. Dad was dad…
Dad was dad.
And dad was still thinking…and Mob still had no clue what there even was to think about. He had said something so mean about his own Son that Mob…she could not begin to understand. For as long as she could remember she had just….she had just sat there while dad said that…and it hadn't been so bad when she'd had mom to cancel out when he was a jerk…but she didn't have a mom anymore. She was the mom now and she had to cancel out when he was a jerk….and it was just…so….a lot. The whole things was a lot.
And dad was still thinking.
"Dad….you don't want Sho to starve to death….because he's your Son and you love him….right?" asked Mob slowly. She didn't know what she would say to dad if he said 'yes'. She didn't know what she could say to dad if he said 'yes'. She may have been the mom now but she still wasn't mom. She didn't have power over dad, nobody in the world had power over dad…and she couldn't just send him to his room to think about what he'd done…but she wanted to. She wondered if dad's parents had ever punished him for the terrible things he said…
Probably not if he was still saying and doing terrible things at his age.
"I….would not want him to starve to death. No. I would not want that at all." said Dad. Mob felt…a lot lighter. She felt lighter and she could have lifted off into the air…but she didn't. She just sat there and watched dad while he watched her. She could see it in his eyes and his aura. He was still thinking…though she had no idea what he was still thinking about.
"Why did it take you so long to say that?" asked Mob. She needed to know. Dad said that he wouldn't want Sho to die….but you were never supposed to wish death on people. That was bad karma…and also just a bad way to be. Especially about your own kid. Mob knew that she would never wish death on one of her kids even if her kid grew up to kill people, eat their bodies, and wear their faces like in that movie Sho liked. Well she would have been very disappointed in her kid if he grew up to do that…and in herself for raising a person like that…but she would never wish death on him. You couldn't wish death on anyone but especially not someone who you were responsible for bringing into the world.
"I had to think. I know that I would never want Son to starve to death, there is no scenario in which I want that, but I also do not want him to join us at the table for this meal…and most others. He takes his food apart, he'd loud, and this morning he was very tiresome and unpleasant. I would much rather share all of my meals with you and I look forward to the times when every meal with be just the two of us." Said dad. Mob….bent her fork again on accident. She….loved her dad very much. He was the best and only dad that she had ever had. He was a good person deep, deep, VERY DEEP down inside of himself. Past the meanness and the jerkiness and the weirdness and the ketchup he could be a good person….
But it was hard to see the good person that he was on the inside when he was being such a jerk on the outside.
"Dad…that was a mean thing to say…and it makes me feel sad when you say things like that about Sho." said Mob. She knew that she should not have said something like that to dad, it was mean to tell people that they were being mean, but he had been very mean first….and she didn't like it when he was like that. She loved him and she knew that there was good inside of him…and he just needed to start acting like it.
"I…I hurt you? But….you asked for the truth." Said dad. She knew when his aura and eyes got like this. Now it was his turn to bend his fork. He got like this when he did things that bothered her, like when he fell asleep laying on her hair or when he gave her middle of the night stomach rubs and woke her up. She knew that she had hurt him…and she wanted to take it back…but she also wanted him to take back the mean thing that he had said about Sho.
"I did but…but that was still a mean thing to say. When you say things like that it makes it sound like you don't love Sho…and you love him….right? You don't…you don't hate Sho…right?" asked Mob. Dad must have loved Sho just a little. Dad…he was dad…and sometimes he could be a real jerk and he didn't like Sho but…but that didn't mean that dad didn't love him…right?
"I…care for him. There are numerous things about your brother that I dislike. I dislike the way he makes every meal take forever. I dislike the way he eats with his hands. I dislike the way he spoke to me this morning. I dislike the way he leaves a mess wherever he goes. I dislike how loud he is. I dislike how quarrelsome he can be with you. I dislike how defiant and contrary that he can be. I dislike a great many things about your brother but I do not hate him." said dad. That was…a lot of things that he didn't like about Sho. That was….too much negativity. You had to accentuate the positive, like in the song, and maybe…maybe dad was just a very negative person….or something like that.
"Well what do you like about Sho, dad? You must like something about him." said Mob. She didn't care if it was something as stupid as he liked how Sho had finally stopped using too much toothpaste. She just needed dad to say one word, one good word, about Sho. That was all. So long as he said one nice word then…then she could be happy…or at least less sad.
"I….like it when he draws. He's a very good artist." Said dad. He looked over at the drawings Sho had stuck to the fridge while he said that. Sho was a very good artist, that was true, and that was the easiest nice thing to say about him…but Mob was going to take it. That was better than dad had been saying before. That was the thing about dad. He was a good person…but it was hard to get him to be a good person….but maybe she had just not been working hard enough at getting to the good person that was inside of dad. Yes, that was what she had to do. She had to work harder at making dad a good person and…and mending the bond between Sho and dad. Sort of like in Brave only they were father and Son, and Japanese, and also nobody was turned into a bear. The point was still the same. She just had to figure out how she was going to fix things between dad and Sho…
Starting now.
"Ok. That was a nice thing…and it made me happy when you said that….and maybe you should say that to Sho. I'm going to go and ask him if he wants to come out for dinner. Ok? And when he gets here it would make me very happy if you said nice things to Sho…only nice things." Said Mob. Dad was looking at her. She looked back at him. She didn't get him sometimes. For Mob saying mean things was a million times harder than saying nice things but for dad that was the opposite…maybe she took after mom like that or something….which would have made sense since dad was always telling her how much like mom she was….
"But-" said dad. No. She knew that an argument was coming…and there was nothing to argue about. She needed to fix her family and this was how she was going to do it. She knew that she had to be the one to fix them because….because nobody else would. They just needed help. They didn't know how to get along so they needed help…she felt the gauze on her leg underneath her sock….sometimes you just needed help from someone who knew that they were doing and there was nothing wrong with that.
"Please daddy? Please be nice to Sho?" asked Mob. She hated to do that. She knew that it was mean, making dad do things, but sometimes you had to do stuff like that to get your dad to do what you wanted. Minori had taught her that and she knew a lot of things about a lot of things. It was mean but it was also effective.
"I….I will make an effort to be…kinder….to your brother in the way I speak. If it would make you happy." Said Dad. He should have been nice on his own but this was progress. This was progress and progress didn't always progress very fast but a little progress was better than no progress at all.
"Thanks dad, that would make me happy. I'm going to go and see if Sho wants some dinner now." Said Mob as she got up from the table. She would have to talk to Sho about being nicer to dad, too, when he was at the table. No more picking his food apart with his hands or fighting about eating all of the food groups…well Mob hadn't even served all of the food groups tonight…but he would still try and take his food apart like he usually did…so she would have to talk to him about that…
She would have to talk to him about a lot of things.
She would have to talk to him about not making dad angry. That had always been the problem between him and dad since as far back as she could remember. Dad and Sho just didn't get along. Dad liked quiet people who liked the things that he liked and let him boss them around. Sho was a loud person who liked what he liked and hated being bossed around. They were like cats and dogs, sometimes, but…but if Mob worked hard enough then she could fix things between dad and Sho and then everything could be good and they could be a happy family like she had always wanted.
She just had to work harder.
And that was what she was going to do. She opened the door to their room and-what? She smelled…she knew what she smelled…and Sho….Sho should NOT have smelled like that. Mob didn't think. She just went over to her mattress and lifted it with her powers…and all of her stuff was accounted for…so when they did this whole room smell like someone had been smoking? She looked around. She felt Sho but she didn't see him….well now she did. He was under the blanket and she could see something glowing, his ipad probably, and…and this room was a mess.
Sho had spoiled his dinner.
There were….so many empty boxes and bags…and Mob would have to order more food later tonight because they were out of…everything. Chips and cookies and cakesters and poptarts and candy bars and marshmallow squares and….and ranch dressing…had Sho been DRINKING the ranch dressing?! No! That was not a drink! That was for putting on things…but there was an empty bottle of ranch on the floor….and so many bags and boxes and wrappers…and the floor was not a garbage can!
Also Sho should not have been smoking!
He didn't need to! He could control his powers all on his own and…and she was having some trouble controlling hers. She was not mad…she was mad…but she could not be mad. Not at him. She smoked all the time…but she was older and also she needed to control her powers…and once you started it was hard to stop. The regular kind and the fun kind…and Sho…he hadn't needed to start in the first place…but he had….and…and she didn't know how to feel…well annoyed at the mess and the fact that now she had no snacks but also….
Also like she had failed.
She should have taken better care of him. She knew that smoking wasn't for kids and she knew that dad would not have been forgiving of Sho AT ALL if he caught him smoking. He let her do whatever she wanted because she was his favorite but Sho…Sho was not his favorite and dad had so many rules for Sho….and they were all so mean….and she had no idea what she was supposed to even do. She was just…well now they could smoke together and smoking made you feel good…and she knew that if he had been an adult then she wouldn't have had a problem with this….but he wasn't an adult at all…he was just a kid…
And she was the older sister.
She wasn't angry. She had been but now…now she was just…she didn't know how she felt. She knew that it was wrong to be angry at Sho for doing the things that she did, and had been doing for a while, but she just wished that he hadn't. He had no reason to so really it was like taking medicine when you didn't need it…or something. She didn't know. She just knew that she needed to either smoke a little or drink a little to get her powers to listen to her and Sho didn't need that since his control was already near perfect and…and what if he had ruined his control doing that? She didn't know…she just wanted…she just wanted…
She just wanted to talk to him about this.
"Sho? Can I talk to you?" asked Mob. She knew that he must have sensed her…unless he had smoked too much to even be able to sense her…and where had he learned about this, anyway? She hadn't taught him this. She had made an effort not to even let him know that she got up to stuff like this.
"Sho?" asked Mob a little bit louder. Nothing. Still nothing. She wondered if she was being ignored…but his aura was acting like she wasn't even there…so he at least wasn't ignoring her….she knew that sometimes she smoked too much and she got really out of it…and she didn't want him to have smoked that much….and she wanted him to be ok….and she needed to know that he was ok…
She pulled the blanket off of him.
"Hey big sis." Said Sho as he took off his headphones. Mob looked over at his screen. He was watching….she had no idea what he was watching. A movie. Some kind of movie and…and he seemed….not normal. His eyes were really red and he was squinting…which was not good at all…and she wished…well she had no idea what she wished for in that moment but she knew that wishing was a waste of time. She had to do…something….
But she had no idea what.
"Sho….did you smoke today?" asked Mob. That seemed like a good place to start even though she already knew the answer to that. She just…needed to get to the bottom of this and then…and then she would teach him about moderation…but later since dad was expecting her back at the table and she didn't want him to find out about this. She had only just now gotten him to say something nice about Sho and she wasn't going to ruin it.
"Yeah…and it was so fucking awesome….why didn't you tell me you did this? We could have….have been doing this together….and shit. I don't know. It's warm under here." Said Sho. He reached over and tried to pull his blanket back over his head with his powers. Mob stopped him with hers.
"Sho…I know you want to be safe and warm and cozy right now and I know that your blanket is very soft but I just need to know why you did this…and who let you smoke. Ok? Then I'll leave you alone and you can get back to…whatever that is." Said Mob. She saw some guys and a yellow submarine…and she wondered if that was THE yellow submarine from the land of submarines where there were skies of blue and fields of green…and each one of them would have all they needed….and she knew that only one person would have told Sho about the land of submarines…but he wouldn't have….would he?
Of course he would have. He was Shimazaki.
"Yellow Submarine. Shimazaki was right….this is a great movie…and now I understand music…and shit." Said Sho. Mob…did not want him cursing and also…also she just….she knew that he had said Shimazaki but…but she didn't want to believe her ears….but she had to believe them because they were her own two ears and she was not going crazy….or was she?
Maybe that would be been preferable to this.
"Sho….did Shimazaki….let you smoke?" asked Mob. She….had no idea how she felt about that. One part of her wanted to go and find Shimazaki and say mean, and very loud, things to him and the other part of her wondered if it was even ok for her to do so because she would then have been getting mad about Sho doing something that she did…and it wasn't a bad thing….but Sho was little and he already had better control over his powers than she did….so she just…didn't really know what to do…about this….
"Yeah….because I was feeling like crap….because Fukuda went and told dad about Emmy and shit…and then I felt like crap but then Shimazaki made me feel better…and he says that you guys do this all the time….and stop hanging out with him! You have Hatori and you like him so stop trying to take Shimazaki from me!" said Sho. Well not she had even more to think about. She didn't want to have had more to think about, she already had a lot to think about, but now she had to wonder about why Fukuda would tell on Sho…and about dad knowing about Sho's girlfriend…and also about him smoking…and about how he was always pushing her together with Hatori…and now he seemed jealous that she and Shimazaki were friends….
She had a lot to think about, worry about, and deal with now…and she hadn't even had her dinner yet.
"Sho…I'm not in love with Hatori….and I would never try and take Shimazaki away from you….so just….stay in here for tonight. If you get thirsty just drink from the bathroom sink and….and I'm not mad at you…and I love you…and later on we're going to talk about moderation….so…I'll just let you get back to…that. Oh! And stay away from dad, too, while you're like this." said Mob
"What do I want to talk to that dick licker for?" asked Sho…though Mob got the feeling that she wasn't meant to answer that question…and also she got the feeling that she would have to talk to Sho about his language later because that was a terrible, and terribly gross, thing to be calling anyone let alone their dad, and also she mostly just got the feeling that now she was going to have to go next door and talk to Shimazaki about this.
She also got the feeling that she wouldn't be having dinner tonight.
She left their room and did her best to get her aura back to normal. She did not need dad to ask her what was wrong. As far as he could know there was nothing wrong, everything was normal, and there was nothing happening in their family that he needed to know about. Sort of like how when she and Sho had fought when they had been little and mom'd had to act like everything was normal when dad came back…and she had to be like mom now.
Even though she wasn't.
She was and was not mom…and that was ok. Someone had to be the mom and she was the only girl so it fell to her. She had to…she had to just…deal with this. Shimazaki must have had a good reason and she would hear what his reason was…because Sho must have been wrong about Fukuda telling his secrets…and then she would talk to him and then she would tell him not to let Sho smoke. She would smoke with Sho if he wanted to so that way he could learn moderation…and now she appreciated Minegishi a little more actually…and she just…she was doing her best.
And her best had to be good enough.
"Dad, I have to go next door for…important reasons…and Sho doesn't want dinner so…so I'm going to leave now." Said Mob as she passed the kitchen. Dad hadn't eaten a thing. He had been waiting for her. He had told her, before, that the best times of his life had been spent with her…and she felt so guilty now…but she really did have important things to do.
"Will you be back to have dinner with me?" asked dad after a moment. Mob shook her head.
"No…but it's ok…because we can spend time together on Sunday and on Sunday you won't have to be alone…ok?" asked Mob. She knew that she was hurting dad's feelings…but she could make it up to him on Sunday. Yes. Then things would be better and…and then she could eat her dinner…and stuff.
"Alright…that's…that's acceptable." Said dad. Mob…she knew dad and she knew that he was hurt but…but right now she had to get all of this settled with Sho. Once this got settled then she could come back and…and she could eat dinner…and then she would spend time with dad even though it wasn't Sunday because he was sad…and then that would be that. Then everything would be all better and she could go back to her normal life with her normal meals that she was allowed to eat…
She was hungry.
But that didn't' matter. She had stuff to do. She wasn't going to starve to death from missing one meal. She had to get this settled…and she had no idea how she would ever get this settled. She loved Shimazaki, as a friend of course, and she knew that he had just been trying to make Sho feel better and all….but Sho…he didn't need to smoke to feel better….well maybe he did because dad teared him badly…but he didn't need to smoke to control his powers and…and once you started you had a lot of trouble stopping…and if dad found out about this then he would be very mad…and she didn't want her dad to be mad at Sho because he was mean when he was mad…
But most of all she just didn't want her brother to have to depend on this like she did.
Power was nothing without control. Dad had been telling her that for as long as she could remember. She knew how dad felt about control…and she had always been so proud of Sho because of how good his control was…and she loved him so much…and this might have ended up messing with his control and…and she just didn't know. She didn't why she felt the way she felt or if it was ok to feel this way…and she just…she needed to talk to Shimazaki all of this. She needed to figure out what she was even going to say to Shimazaki.
She had plenty of time to think about what she was going to say to him.
He was in the shower when she made her way to his house. He was in the shower and she…well she knew that she should have gone home…but instead she chose to wait for him in his room. She would have waited with Minegishi but they were asleep and she knew never to wake then when they were sleeping because sleep did not come very easy for them. She sort of wanted to hang out with Hatori…but he would just distract her. Right now she just had to think about what she was going to say to Shimazaki…
She had no idea what she was going to say to Shimazaki.
Well the same things that Minegishi had said to him when it came to her and smoking. Minegishi had told him not to smoke with her, not to give her things to smoke on her own, and not to let her overdo it…and he never listened to them…so maybe he wouldn't listen to her either. She didn't know. All she knew was that she was sitting up in his bed waiting for him to get out of the shower so she could talk to him…and stuff.
It was a long wait.
She sat on his bed while she waited. His bed was soft…but not as soft as it was when she smoked with him. She knew that she could have while she waited, she was allowed to take from his desk, and she wanted to. She wanted to so badly…and that might have made her a bad person because she was upset with Sho…no…she was upset with Shimazaki. She was upset with him for giving Sho the option to smoke…when she always had the option to smoke. Well Sho would have worse consequences for smoking, he got worse consequences for everything, and that was why she felt like this…and she just did not feel like feeling like this…
She didn't know.
She didn't know and…and she didn't like feeling like she didn't know. She didn't like any of the feelings that she was feeling now. She had to figure out of it was ok for her little brother to smoke and she had to teach him about moderation and she had to make him and dad get along and she had to teach dad how to be a good person and she had to make dad feel better because he had left her and she had to clean up from dinner and she had laundry to wash and dry and iron and fold and put away and she had to make breakfast tomorrow because dad missed her at breakfast and she had to sleep with dad tonight because he felt bad and he would probably hold onto her all night and lay on her hair…and her cut still hurt but she couldn't get it fixed because Fukuda didn't like anymore….and she wasn't sure how she felt about him since he had told dad about Sho's girlfriend instead of keeping it a secret…and also she had to get Sho into the bath tomorrow because he was starting to smell bad and not just from smoking…and he smelled like smoking and…and dad would notice…but not since Sho and dad were fighting…and she had to fix that….
She needed to smoke.
She needed to smoke so she did smoke. She smoked even though she knew that this was just the sort of thing that she should not have been doing. Minegishi had told her about moderation. Minegishi had told her never to smoke without them. Minegishi had told her so many things that she hadn't listened to….and Sho would do the same thing most likely….and she had no idea how she felt about all of that….
So she smoked.
She sat on his bed and smoked and waited for him to get done showering. She smoked until she heard the water turn off…and then she kept on smoking. She had thought that he would have come to back to his room after showering but, no, he just staying in the bathroom some more. So she kept on smoking. She smoked until the joint was done with. When it was down to a nub it was called a roach, he had taught her that, and roaches when in the roach bag he kept in his desk drawer. So that was what she did with it. She wondered if he had taught Sho that too…she wondered if she should teach Sho that, too…
She wondered if this was ok.
She had started doing this so she could control her powers better. She knew that this helped with her powers….but this also helped with her feelings. Conceal, don't feel. Dad had never used those exact words but he had told her, before, that powers were ruled by emotions so therefore if she wanted to get her powers under control then she had to get her emotions under control…and this was a good way to control her emotions. The bad ones. The ones where she felt sad or scared or stressed or like she was drowning under all that she had to do…so maybe it was ok for Sho to do this since he was sad and mad a lot of the time. Sho….his life was harder than hers in a lot of ways…so maybe this was ok….
So then why did she feel weird about her little brother smoking when she herself smoked?
She didn't know. She just knew that she felt weird about him smoking…and then she felt a whole different kind of weird when Shimazaki teleported back into his room. He had finished his shower a while ago and his hair was still wet…and she forgot how long it was when it wasn't all spiked up…and also she smelled that gross smell, sort of like cleanser, that his eye cleaner smelled like…so that was what he had been doing…and she focused on all of that and not the fact that he was only in a bathroom…Minegishi's purple bathrobe….and if he was wearing that then it meant that he wasn't wearing anything else…and she did not want to think about that at all. She felt…weird. A mixture of embarrassed and…and that other weird feeling she sort of got sometimes….but usually about Hatori…and that made no sense…and nothing made sense…
And she wanted to smoke some more.
"Mob, I love you, I really do but since I love Toshi more, well in a different way, and I don't want them to hate me for the rest of my life I'm going to have to ask you to close your eyes while I get dressed." Said Shimazaki. Mob closed her eyes, covered her eyes with her hands, used her powers to pull her shirt up over her head, and then used her powers to pull his blanket up over her head for good measure. She heard him moving around and…and she tried not to think of the fact that she was in the same room as him while he was getting dressed…
The only boy she had ever been in the room with while he was naked, before, was her little brother…
This was….that stupid feeling that she didn't know the name of but wanted gone was back…as well as embarrassment…and it seemed that these feelings came in twos….and she didn't want them to come in twos or ones or at all! She was….she was not there to have weird feelings and she was not there to listen to Shimazaki get dressed, either. She was there to…to tell him that…that Sho could smoke for fun when he got older but right now he needed to learn moderation and only smoke when he had trouble controlling his powers or when he had a lot of bad feelings inside of him.
There. That was what she was going to say.
But she had trouble remembering what she had been about to say, it had run from her head like a startled cat, the minute she felt the bed next to her dip. She felt the bed dip and then the blanket was pulled down from her head…she could feel the air moving around her ears….and then she felt his hand through her shirt right above her heart and he tugged the shirt down from over her head….and it felt like lightning hit her in the stomach and then traveled through her whole…self…a feeling which she ignored. She ignored that feeling when it came back, too, when he pulled her hands from over her eyes…..and then she just sat there with her eyes screwed shut….and she didn't want to open them…and she didn't know why she didn't want to open them…
She didn't know a lot of things.
She didn't know what to say. She knew that she was going to say something but she had forgotten…and she didn't know why she had forgotten…all she knew was that she felt weird and her breathing was coming out funny and her socks…she had on the socks he had gotten her…and aside from the blood on one of them these were the best socks in the world…and she loved these socks and…and maybe she should have said that…or something….or maybe he should have said something….or something.
"What do you see when you close your eyes?" asked Shimazaki suddenly. Mob opened her eyes. Right, they had been closed….and what had she been seeing? That was…a question. She was glad that he had said something but now she had to think….what did she see?
"Huh?" asked Mob. That had not been what she had been expected…well she hadn't known what she had been expecting. Maybe something. Maybe nothing. She didn't know. Her thoughts were all…messy. She felt all messy inside…and in a weird way. Like her heart was doing it's own thing and her lungs were doing their own thing and her organs were all squirmy and her brain was trying it's best to keep order but the little people who controlled her emotions like in Inside Out were all arguing over the control panel…or something. Something she was not a fan of. She was not a fan of this at all…but she didn't need to be a fan of it, she just needed to figure out how to make it stop, and she needed to figure out how to just….focus. Focus on being here and…and now on how soft her socks were or how he was….himself…and stuff.
"Your eyes are closed and I've heard that people see things when their eyes are closed…so what do you see?" asked Shimazaki. Right. Her eyes had been closed. He could tell. He could tell without seeing …and had that been a mean thing to do? Keep her eyes closed like that? She didn't know. She didn't know but…but she wasn't going to ask. Asking might have been rude too. She decided, instead, to just answer the question.
"Colors and lights and patterns. I saw in a documentary that people see stuff like that when they close their eyes because it's their light and dark receptors freaking out….or something. I don't know. I don't know how to describe it to you…maybe like when you walked under those fairy lights and you said that it felt like a million suns…or maybe not because it doesn't feel like that…and stuff. I don't know. That's a hard question. Ask me something else please." Said Mob. She wanted…right. She had come here to talk about Sho….where had her mind gone? Well wherever it had gone to it was back in her head where it belonged…mostly. His hair was still all long and wet and…and she didn't know why she cared about his hair or the fact that he was in sleep clothes…she didn't understand herself sometimes…and she had to understand herself…she had to figure all of this out…she had to get her brain back together….and stuff…
"Ok, what brings you here at this hour of the night…whatever hour of the night it is. I have no idea. They all just sort of run together and I don't feel like asking my phone." Said Shimazaki. He scooted back and crossed his legs. Mob scooted back to give him some room even though he had plenty of room. She had come here to…right. Now she remembered.
"Um….ok. Sho told me that you smoked with him and at first I was mad but then I thought about it some more and I decided that it was wrong of me to be mad at Sho for doing something that I do all the time and it was wrong of me to be mad at you so I'm not but please don't teach Sho to smoke all the time because I smoke all the time and it's ok for him to smoke some of the time because he has a lot of bad feelings because our dad can be a real jerk and stuff….but I have to teach Sho about moderation…and that's all I have to say about that…so I'll just be going now." Said Mob as she slid off the bed. She felt…her skirt had gotten caught on the bed as she slid off…but he was couldn't tell anyways…and if he could he couldn't see her…but now she was extra embarrassed and…and she had said what she had come here to say and now she could go off and eat her dinner already.
There. Perfect.
"Yeah…I got about every other word…sorry." said Shimazaki. Mob sighed. Well now she had to say everything all over again…and at least now that she was frustrated with him it had chased the weird feeling away. Now the weird feeling, where her insides were tingly and squirmy, was gone. She could look at him and just….sigh. He could be so frustrating sometimes…
"Ok. Just….I have to teach Sho moderation so don't smoke with him until….until I teach him moderation. He can smoke because he's sad and mad a lot of the time but I don't want him to smoke all the time like I do, ok? That's all I have to say…and now I'm going to go home now…ok?" asked Mob. She hoped that he had been listening that time….but it didn't seem like it. He had his head turned to the side and he was shaking it back and forth and up and down.
"Fucking water….fucking ocean…fucking sand…fucking Fukuda…" muttered Shimazaki. Mob sighed again. He hadn't been listening and now she would have to tell him the whole speech again and…wait. Fukuda?
"What did Fukuda do to you?" asked Mob. Shimazaki stopped shaking his head and faced her. He did that to be polite, he had said, and Mob…she was grateful that he would think of her like that…since sometimes it felt like she was always thinking of others….and stuff….even though she knew that other people thought of her….well it felt like she was always thinking of other people, anyway, she didn't know.
"He threw sand in my face." Said Shimazaki like that answered her question….well it did…but it also raised about a million more.
"Why did he do that? What did you do to him?" asked Mob. She knew Fukuda. He didn't just throw sand at people….and also she had no idea when he would ever have gotten the chance? Shimazaki's room…it smelled like the ocean. The smell was coming from his dirty clothes hamper…and also his coat wasn't draped over his chair like normal….had he been in the ocean again? But then why would Fukuda have been with him? They didn't get along….well Fukuda didn't get along with anymore but Sho and dad….so this was just…weird. So weird. The weirdest.
"Nothing….well a lot of things. Now don't freak out, and I cannot stress that enough, don't-" said Shimazaki. Mob shook her head. She shook her head hard enough for her hair to hit her in the face, hard enough for him to see it, because….because she did not like the sound of what he had just said.
"When someone tells you not to freak out that means that they did something bad and you absolutely should be freaking out." Said Mob. She knew him, she knew that he acted like a crazy person most of the time, and she knew that he had kind of a mean streak inside of him…and she knew that Fukuda rubbed a lot of people the wrong way. He and dad were alike in that way….but nobody would ever mess with dad….and Shimazaki…well he went for people who were sort of easy…and Fukuda had no way to fight back….
Mob knew for a fact that she would not be eating dinner tonight.
"Well….ok. Just…he can heal! Remember, he can heal." Said Shimazaki. Mob…did not like the sound of that. So he was hurt…and he could heal…but he still felt pain! And also Shimazaki should not have been going around hurting people anyway…and especially not Fukuda. Sure he could be sort of grumpy sometimes, and she knew that he didn't like her anymore, but he took good care of Sho and he didn't deserve whatever Shimazaki had done to him.
"What did you do?" asked Mob. She was…not going to get mad. Thank God that she had smoked before she had to deal with all of this. She was going to stay calm and then….and then she was going to deal with this…and that was that. This was that and this was something else she had to deal with.
"I….well he fucked with Sho first and remember, Sho is your little brother, and he…he broke Sho's trust. Like. For real. No lying. He made Sho cry and you know how I feel about sad people…and he said a lot of shit about me too and….and you know that I'm not going to try and fuck either of you, right?" asked Shimazaki. Mob felt her aura flare. She blinked. She poked herself in both ears to make sure that she was still hearing correctly. That…that….WHAT!?
"Um….that thought had never….been in my head….before…." said Mob slowly. She knew what that word meant, it was a gross way of saying have sex with, and she had never thought of that with him…or with anyone…and the thought of it was gross…and now the thought was in her head like a mosquito…and just…yuck. So much yuck. All the yuck. He had just given her the whole world's supply of yuck in one instant…and she didn't want any of it…because….yuck.
"Well get it out of your head because I would never fuck either of you. Well not Sho, ever, anyway because I think of him as my own kid. You, well not now obviously, but if you ever felt like it when you got older-" said Shimazaki. No. Now she had all the world's supply of yuck. She didn't even want to kiss him, that was gross enough, but the thought of him seeing her naked…and he saw things by touching them…and the thought of them…she wasn't entirely sure what happened when two people did that but…but….YUCK!
And now she would have to see if they made soap for brains.
"What did you do to Fukuda?" asked Mob. Nope. She did not want to talk about this anymore or ever again. This was not….not something anyone needed to talk about ever. Just…no. No way. Not now and not ever…and thank God Minegishi was asleep because they would NOT have taken any of that well….and she didn't want him to ruin his chances of becoming boyfriend and theyfriend with them…and also she would never have done that to her best friend even if Shimazaki wasn't their boyfriend yet.
Just….yuck.
"Right. That jackass. I may have….dropped him a few times in the ocean and onto the ground…and then I might have abandoned him on a secluded stretch of rocky beach with no shoes…maybe." Said Shimazaki. Mob was at least…happy that this was better than getting the whole world's supply of yuck….even if it meant that she had something new to do…and her dinner was on the table getting cold…and Sho was lonely…and dad was lonely….and she didn't want to go to the beach to look for Fukuda…but she had to…and stuff….
"Shimazaki…..take me to him. Right now." Said Mob. She didn't say please because, well, he had done a bad thing. Not only had he hurt someone who didn't deserve it, Fukuda could be sort of mean sometimes but he didn't deserve that, he had also left Fukuda stranded…and with no shoes on….and you had to wear shoes outside of the house…and now she had to go and put her shoes back on and look for Fukuda at the beach….and she hadn't been wearing her beach shoes which meant that she would be shaking sand out of her gym shoes until the end of time….
She understood why Minegishi hated extra work.
Because it was extra work. She was the one in charge of her house and her friends and…and herself…and she was just….she was hungry. She was tired and she was hungry and she just wished that there could be one day of her life where she didn't have to be in charge…but wishing was pointless. She had things to do and if she didn't do them then they wouldn't get done. She had to find Fukuda and….and teach Sho about moderation…and make Sho and dad get along…and wait for her cut to heal…and also go to bed when she got him since she had gotten up before five that morning. She was so tired and hungry and…
And she shouldn't have been complaining.
She should have been happy that dad trusted her with so much responsibility. She should have been happy that dad thought that she was capable enough to replace mom in the family and also that she was capable enough to outrank everyone in Claw but him. That was why she had to do this, well she would have done this anyway because she was a good friend like that, but she still had a responsibility to everyone in Claw. Claw served their needs, dad had said, but they also served Claw. Claw was nothing without them and they were nothing without Claw. Without Claw they would never be able to take over the world and make it a better place. A place where espers and normal people could live together in harmony. A place where everyone could get along. A place where there would be no more war or crime and everyone could live in happiness and prosperity so long as they did what dad said, which seemed like a good tradeoff to her since dad only had their best interests at heart. Claw was them and they were Claw and she had to take care of Claw and everyone in it.
And even if she hadn't outranked everyone she still would have helped Fukuda because she loved him.
She loved him…not like how she had when she had been little…but she still loved him. He took good care of Sho. She didn't know what she had ever done to him, to make him not like her, but she still loved him. She still remembered all the times when he had come over with extra food he had bought on accident and then they all cooked dinner together. She remembered how he would play with her and Sho for hours and hours when mom had been sick. She remembered all the bedtime stories he had read her and Sho even though their little kid books must have been so boring to him. She remembered how he would come and visit all the time and he and mom would have sleepovers because she was sick and probably lonely, too, since dad had been gone all the time.
Even if he didn't like her, and hadn't liked her for a while, she still loved him.
Which was why she was happy that they had found him so quickly. He hadn't gotten very far, he'd had no shoes on, and he was the only person around for kilometers so finding him had been easy for her. Shimazaki, too, but she didn't fully trust him to find Fukuda. She would have to talk about this, about why it was ok to feel bad that someone you cared about had gotten hurt but not ok to take that pain you felt out on others, with him later. Much later.
Right now she just wanted to get Fukuda and go home.
"Fukuda! I'm so glad we found you!" said Mob. She meant it, she was glad to see him, Shimazaki not so much but she hadn't been speaking for him. She had been speaking for herself and she had meant every word of it. She had been so happy to see him, first his aura and then him, that she had hugged him right after she said that.
But that maybe had been the wrong thing to do.
Because he didn't hug her back. His aura…he didn't have much of an aura but what little aura he did have ran away from her…and she didn't get why. Sure he may not have liked her anymore but he must have at least have been happy that she had saved him. He might have been unhappy that Shimazaki had been there but…but he knew that she wouldn't have let Shimazaki do anything to him, right? Because she was around to stop him now? Right?
She didn't know.
"Miss Suzuki. You're hurt. I'm guessing that's what bring you here." Said Fukuda. Mob was confused for a moment before she remembered her cut. That didn't matter. He was there and he was ok. That was all that mattered. He was ok and…and his aura felt tired. She would have liked that cut to have been healed but she knew that his powers had limits.
"No, that's not why I'm here at all. I'm here because Shimazaki did a very bad thing to you-" said Mob
"Which I stand behind!" said Shimazaki
"Which I'm going to talk to him about later. Right now I just want you to come back with me. It's cold out here and you don't have shoes on. Shimazaki can teleport us back-" said Mob
"Do I have to?" asked Shimazaki
"Yes, you have to. This is not optional. You brought him here and now you have to bring him back…and say sorry, too, even if you don't mean it." Said Mob
"Fine…I'll take him back but he has to say sorry for what he did." Said Shimazaki
"Fine, you want an apology? That's what all of this has been about? Fine, I am SO sorry that I saved Sho from whatever his father was going to do to him once he figured out that he's…the way he is. I'm so sorry that I made a pragmatic choice in the best interest of a ten year old boy. I'm SO sorry that I didn't tell him that it was ok to try and KILL his own father-" said Fukuda
"Hey! I never killed my father, I just didn't save him, and that…that's not even what I'm talking about you piece of-" said Shimazaki. In an instant he had teleported in front of Fukuda…and in an instant Mob took him by the wrist. She took him by the wrist and held him back. She used her powers. She could not let him move. She could not let them fight. He had done enough. This had been enough. It was late. It was chilly. None of them had coats on. Fukuda had no shoes. Mob still hadn't had her dinner.
Honestly, she'd had enough.
"No. No more fighting. Friends shouldn't fight…and even if you aren't friends you still shouldn't fight. Fukuda, stop making Shimazaki mad. Shimazaki, don't hurt Fukuda. Telling Sho's secrets….that was wrong…but what's done is done. Now we all just have to go home and…and then well figure out how to make up in the morning, ok?" asked Mob
"Fine…fine. I'll take us back…as soon as he takes it back. As soon as he takes back what he said." Said Shimazaki
"Shimazaki, dad knows about Emmy and there's no taking that back-" said Mob
"No. Not about that. He knows what he said. He knows what he said and he had better take it back now." Said Shimazaki. He was trying to break free…and she wouldn't let him. She knew that he was strong, strong enough to lift her up, but she was strong too. She didn't like using her powers against people like this but…but this was just something that she had to do. The greater good. It was better to use her powers against someone to stop a fight than to just let them stand there and hurt each other some more…or rather let Shimazaki hurt Fukuda some more…
She didn't want anybody to get hurt.
"No. I am not afraid of you and I am not going to take it back. Any of it. You're terrible for Sho. You're been terrible for Sho just like you've been terrible for Shigeko. You're going to try and ruin him just like you ruined Shigeko and you're going to try and start up the same shit with him that you probably have going on with-" said Fukuda. Mob put her strongest barrier between them and she held on to Shimazaki with all her might. She felt him trying to teleport away…and she didn't let him. She had no idea that she had the ability to stop him from teleporting but she did…and she had used it…and he had gasped…
And so had Fukuda.
"Don't be afraid of me, then, be afraid of her. You should be, you know, because she's holding me back right now. This isn't for show. I literally cannot move right now…and she's only eleven. She just an eleven year old girl…and since you've got some massive balls all of a sudden why don't you say to her what you said to me? Go on, say it to her. See what she does." Said Shimazaki. His voice was low and kind of scary…and she had never heard him talk like that before…and she…she knew him and she knew that he was not scary…even though she…she had never heard him talk like that before…and even though Fukuda….he seemed….his aura seemed….sort of afraid.
"…no. I can't say that to her. I can't say something like that to-" said Fukuda. He was scared….and she didn't want him to be scared. Not of Shimazaki and…and not of her, either, and it seemed like he was afraid of her…and stuff…and she just….never wanted him to be afraid of her…and stuff….
"Mob, have I ever even tried to fuck you?" asked Shimazaki. Mob let him go. She had to let him go because….he just kept on giving her the whole world's supply of yuck!
"What? No…why….no! Just….gross!" said Mob. She couldn't help but let him go and taking a step back because…she just…gross. The whole thing was just….gross. So gross. So gross and so yuck and if you looked 'yuck' up in the dictionary then this day…night….would be right there!
"See? There you go. I have never even tried to fuck her, she's eleven so that says a lot more about you than it does about me, and I would never even think of fucking Sho…and now she knows what you think…and you have deal with that now. You're managed to alienate our future boss. Congratulations." Said Shimazaki
"You piece of-" said Fukuda. He took a step towards Shimazaki and Shimazaki took a step towards him and…and….and…and Mob….she'd had ENOUGH!
"No! No more! I…I am both of your boss right now and….and as the vice president and second in command of Claw I am ordering the two of you to NEVER talk about things like that ever again….and also we are going back home now…and….and everyone is going to their own bed in their own house….and that's….those are my orders." Said Mob. She hated it, giving orders, but she had to. After that…she just wanted to go home. She just wanted to go home and never, ever, have to deal with any of this again. This had been….
Bad words.
This whole night had been bad words…the day had started off so good but the night had turned into all the bad words that Mob knew…and thanks to Sho she knew a lot of them now. She knew all the curse words and the minute she had been teleported back into her house, back into the genkan, she had wanted to do nothing more than to start screaming out every single bad word that she had ever heard in her entire life….
But she hadn't.
Sho…his aura felt like he was sleeping…and dad was home…and no matter how f-word and h-word this night had been she would never just start screaming out curse words like that. She wasn't supposed to. She had to be a good sister, a good Daughter, and a good Mob…so she could not start cursing. She just…she could only…take off her shoes and go back to the table and eat her dinner…so that was what she did. She took off her shoes, careful not to aggravate her cut, and then she made her way to the kitchen where her dinner was….
Ice cold.
But that was fine. She could just microwave it. She could just…she picked up her plate and carried it to the microwave….and she saw out the corner of her eye…..dirty dishes. A sink full of dirty dishes…but that was fine because….because she could do those after dinner and….and she would just microwave her food and….she smelled burning when she opened the microwave…because there was….someone had tried to make s'mores in the microwave, Sho most likely, and left them in for too long….so now there was burnt marshmallow in the microwave….but that was ok. She could scrape it out and….and she could do that later. She could just have something else for dinner then.
She opened the cabinets and they were empty.
And there was no use crying over empty cabinets…even though she was hungry….she could order more food tomorrow. She closed the cabinet door and put her plate down…and she did not cry. She didn't cry or…or anything. She just put her plate down, pulled her shirt up over her head, and did some breathing….because the house was so big and…and she had to do so much…and Sho had eaten all of her food…because Shimazaki had decided to teach him how to smoke….because Fukuda had been a jerk to him…and also he had thought that she and Shimazaki were…
She felt gross.
She had never felt so gross in her life. For a moment she thinks that's because she's breathing into her shirt and the air from her lunch is being recirculated…but that's not it. She feels gross because….she can see her breasts. Well more like points but…she can see them and she feels gross. She takes her head out of her shirt….and she still feels gross. Fukuda…he makes her feel gross…and she just…she wished that she could go back in time to before she had turned eleven. Back to when she had been little and…and she hadn't started getting THESE. She just…he had never thought about her like that with anyone before these…and also he had made fun of Minegishi's and he had probably made fun of hers and…and she just felt gross and….
And she needed a bath. And a cigarette.
So that was what she was going to do. She was going to smoke a cigarette in the bath. She felt gross, so she needed a bath, and she needed to stop feeling hungry, so she would smoke a cigarette….for the first time in months. She knew that she was not supposed to smoke, that it was very hard to quite, and that smoking was bad for her…but she still had some leftover cigarettes from when she used to smoke and….and she needed a cigarette…and everything in moderation….
So that was what she did.
She made her way to her room carefully so she didn't wake Sho, it was past his bedtime, and she lifted her mattress with her powers, got out her cigarettes and her lighter, and then put her bed back the way it belonged. Then she grabbed a nightgown, a long thick one even though it wasn't wintertime anymore, and she left as quietly as she had come in. She crept down the hallway to the bathroom like a burglar, even though this was her house, and she snuck into the bathroom…and shut the door. She shut the door and almost jumped at the sound it made…because it had been so loud…or maybe she had just been too quiet. She didn't know. All she knew was that she needed a smoke and a bath.
So she turned on the taps and lit herself a cigarette.
The cigarette made her feel better the moment she inhaled. She felt….less hungry…and less…gross. Well she still felt pretty gross…and grosser still because she was looking at the tub now…and now she remembered that if she were to get in there then he would have to get undressed….and she didn't want to. She was…she didn't want to look at herself naked. Back when she had been little nobody had ever thought of her like that….and now she was older and…and people thought of her like….Fukuda thought about her like….she didn't want to think about how Fukuda thought about her…
She didn't want to get undressed.
So she smoked. She smoked and…and she needed….she needed to calm down and…and stop being a baby. It was just a bath and she needed one. She needed one because she had to wash the gross feeling off. The feeling that…that he thought about….thought about her like that. That she would do stuff like that. That she would do stuff like that with Shimazaki…or with anyone….and…and Minegishi had been right. They had said that they didn't hate their breasts, they just hated how having breasts made everyone think that they had the right to comment on their body….and Mob got it.
She got it and she hated it.
She hated it and she just wanted to be alone. She wanted to be alone with her stupid gross body and the stupid gross hair that grew everywhere and her breasts that she had thought that she had wanted but…but now she wished that she didn't have them….and that they would just go back to where they came from. They were barely anything, Minori had said that no boy would like her unless she stuffed her bra with a whole box of tissue on each side, but she just wished….wished that they would just go away and she could get back to normal…..whatever normal had been….whenever it had been…she just wanted to go back there….
And she just wanted to be alone.
But she didn't get to be alone, no, she never got to be alone. She could feel dad's aura getting closer and closer and closer….and he could hear the water running. If he had to pee or whatever then he could go and visit Fukuda since they were friends…since they had been friends years ago…or he could visit Hatori since they were friends now…or he could get his own house and then he would be able to use his own bathroom and keep his own dishes clean and make his own meals and do his own laundry and….and…and just….
She took another drag off of her cigarette.
She could feel dad and…and he knew that she smoked so she wouldn't get in trouble…and if she did then better her than Sho. She never wanted Sho to get in trouble, she loved him, and she never wanted dad to be mad at him. She just wanted…she wanted…she just wanted everything to be ok with everyone. She just wanted tomorrow to be better than today. She wanted a family who loved each other and…and she had to be the one to do that and…and just wanted…she wanted….
She wanted to be alone to smoke and take a bath all on her own.
"Daughter?" asked Dad. Mob….she loved her dad very much…she loved him and she just…she wanted…..she wanted him to be happy and she knew that if he wanted to hang out with her then he should have been able to….because she was his Daughter….and she loved him so much….but she also just…wanted….to be….
She wanted to be alone.
"Yes, dad? Do you need the bathroom? I'm not in the tub yet." Said Mob. She almost put her cigarette out on the bathroom counter…but that would have ruined the counter…and also dad had told her that she could smoke….so this was ok.
"No, I was just wondering if….if you were smoking in there or the bathroom was on fire." Said dad. Mob wondered how dad came up with this stuff sometimes. Dad always came to the worst conclusions when it came to stuff. He worried too much, way too much, and she just…..wished that he would worry less and…and use that energy to be nice to Sho…and stuff. The energy that he used to think up crazy stuff like the bathroom, a room full of water, catching fire somehow.
"How could the bathroom catch fire, dad? This room is full of water." Said Mob with a sigh. She exhaled smoke as she sighed….and then she inhaled again. She had half a pack and…and she knew that dad said moderation…but she could decide moderation for herself.
"There could have been an electrical fire." Said dad after a moment.
"Electrical fires smell like cigarettes?" asked Mob. That didn't sound right…but what did she know? She had never been in a fire before.
"I have no idea, I've never been in one before." Said dad
"Neither have I…and I don't want to. The bathroom isn't on fire….I'm smoking…and you said that it was ok for me to smoke if I used moderation." Said Mob
"…I did." Said dad. He took a minute to say that too…almost like he had been thinking….but Mob had no idea what there even was to think about. He had already said that it was ok…unless he was thinking of changing his mind about this…
"Yes, you did. Don't worry, I'll be out when I'm done with my bath. Then we can hang out if you want to." Said Mob. She would be out in a minute…or an hour…or however long her bath was going to take. She didn't know. She just…wanted…to be alone. That was all….but dad never left her alone….well he did but he never wanted to leave her alone…and that was just…how he….how he was and…and she loved him and….and shouldn't have wanted to be alone because that was mean and…she had to be a good big sister and Daughter and person and…and good people were good to their dads even when their dads were…like dad.
"…Daughter, it's not Sunday…but if you wanted to spend time with me…I would have no problem with that….alright. Yes…that's….that's fine." Said Dad
"Ok….see you later." Said Mob. She heard dad's footsteps getting farther and farther away from her…and she watched his aura…and she watched it until he got back to his room. She wondered what he was doing in there. Maybe he was playing Minecraft or Terraria or watching one of his shows or….something. She didn't know. She'd know when she went back to him, to spend time with him, since she had to. She had to spend time with him because….because she was a very good Daughter….and she could do all the things she had to do….
Even if she hadn't ended up eating her dinner.