Longest Novel: Fall of The Republic

by morgan kingsley

In 2020, a middle-aged author, living too deeply in the past, decides to write the story of what really happened to him and his friends when he was younger, and as it unfolds, a giant conspiracy starts to show itself. An AU of seasons 1-4 that take place in the United States. Crossover with several other series for one overall universe.

11. Lies and Deceit

December 5, 2021

It was on this day, when T.K. was starting to realize more and more where all his mistakes on the situation relating to the town had gone, and he started to feel like everything that he could have done differently should have been looked at much better. But despite the way he had felt, he knew that it was too late to change the past.

As T.K. left the house, he was starting to drive on towards the Robinson house, after he sent the chapter to his publisher, and he was getting more aware of how many people had been reading the story, which he had also been putting on a online blog, just in case his publisher declined.

Eventually, when at the Robinson place, he got out of the car, and then knocked on the door, where Jack proceeded to answer, and was looking at T.K. for a few seconds, with a level of happiness on his face that he had yet to see from the guy, and was making him feel so much better.

"Was there something you needed?" After he was asking T.K. this, that was when T.K. was looking down at the ground, and he was wondering if T.K. was even wanting to talk with him at all, or if he was just there for more business related shit.

"Yeah, I was just wanting to see how you guys were doing." T.K. said, and then as he was looking around, he took out a cigarette, and was thinking about what he was saying. "To be honest, I feel like getting to know you guys has started to change my way of looking at things a bit." T.K. admitted.

"I wonder why that is." After Jack was saying this, T.K. shrugged, since in all honesty, he really did not have a answer for that. And he was feeling that the lies he was making, was only going to be getting himself in a even worse position.

"Honestly, I think it is because seeing you guys is starting to make me realize how important what I am doing really is. It is helping me see that there is always something that I need to be doing when looking at this town, and that I need to finally fucking step up, and do what is right.

"I mean, I made some really bad mistakes, and I guess that I want to make sure that you do not fall into that track as well." As he was done, Jack was slowly nodding, and went inside the house, where Gabe had seen that T.K. was still there. When he saw that T.K. was there, he decided to finally talk with the guy for a bit.

When Gabe was there, T.K. got on the car for a second, sitting at the hood, while he was looking ahead. "What are you planning on doing Gabe?" T.K. asked, feeling like he needed to really see what Gabe was planning on doing here.

"Honestly, I was going to be heading out with some of my friends right now. But I got to ask you what you are even planning on doing here in the first place? After all, it seems like you have been here forever." Gabe said, and then T.K. was remaining silent for a few seconds.

"I thought that I was coming here to save some of the girls in labyrinth. But here I am, all these months later, and I haven't really made that change at all. I feel like I have been just simply making things much worse. I feel like after a point, I have to really wonder if you guys would even be better with me." T.K. said, feeling that as long as he was honest, he would be making a impact with Gabe.

"So you are just trying to stay away from your family, and go away from the responsibility that you actually do have?" After Gabe asked him this, that was when T.K. was looking right at him, feeling that the way that he had acted here was rather unfair, and that he should have just strangled Gabe for that. But then he decided to just remain silent.

"I guess that maybe there is a level of truth to that. As much as I hate to admit it. I thought that maybe by being gone, the people that were with me would finally have a chance to recover. But I wonder if I am only making things worse with my actions." T.K. said, and then he was wondering if what he was saying was going to make things better.

"Honestly, I believed in you. I thought that you were going to be the one person who would actually make a fucking difference. But if you are going to just simply stay here, and just strike up conversations with us when it is nice for you, I have to stop believing in you." Gabe said, and then T.K. really let that set in.

"I just feel like you need to really step up if you want to be able to get people to think that what you are doing is for the best." After he was saying this, he was remaining silent for a few seconds.

"Yeah, you're right. I feel like maybe that is something that I do need to look at. And I need to stop looking at this as a quest for revenge." After T.K. was saying this, that was when Gabe was just rather confused at the confession he had made.

"What do you mean by revenge? Did something happen that is setting you down a course you should have never gone through?" After Gabe was saying this to T.K., this was when T.K. decided to nod for a second or two.

"Yeah, in all honesty, it is because of my failed mission all those years ago. I thought that by coming back here, and then going after the man behind it all, would be putting me at peace. But I haven't gone after him once. I should have gone after him, and really made things right, if that was the truth." T.K. said, and then he was remaining silent for a few seconds.

"Who were you even trying to get revenge on anyways?" Gabe asked, and then T.K. threw his cigarette down on the ground, feeling like getting this man involved in the politics of his personal life was not going to be helping anybody out at all.

"Heinz Doofenzmertz. I feel like I talked about this with you before." T.K. said, and then looked at the guy, wondering what Gabe was going to be saying to this. He just remained silent for a few seconds longer, and with that, Gabe decided to just remain silent.

"I think that if you are going to be going after that man, then you are going to be out of luck. That guy hardly shows up to anything at all anymore. He just seems like he is busy doing his research all the time. It might be best to just leave it alone forever." After he was saying this, that was when T.K. was considering what Gabe was telling him.

"That seems like the exact same shit he was doing earlier. Always just trying to keep himself safe before everything else." After T.K. was saying this, that was when he was shaking his head for a few seconds longer.

"Well, do you feel like you are going to be able to handle this on your own?" Gabe asked, and then T.K. was feeling like he needed to just try and get Gabe away from this. Mainly because he did not want to involve this young man with a future in his quest for justice.

"No, I feel like I need to be doing this alone. After all, who in the world am I going to be able to help by doing this all?" T.K. asked, and he was wondering why he was even getting so worried over all of these things.

"You are rather fucking stubborn, and I hope you fucking know that." After Gabe was saying this, that was when T.K. was thinking more about what was going on than anything else.

"That was something that has been told to me ever since I was thirteen years old. And I feel like I will never be able to fully know if this was a good thing for a bad thing." T.K. said, feeling like there was no need to speak any further by saying this.

"But I am serious T.K., I am going to want you to actually start taking this more seriously going forward. I am not really going to be messing around. If you can't take this investigation seriously, then I feel like you need to stop fucking doing this." Gabe said, and then with that, T.K. started to remain silent.

T.K. was silent for a few seconds. He slowly nodded, and he was feeling like there was no need to be continuing this debate any further. So he was getting in his car, and started to drive off. Despite hating to admit it, Gabe really did have a valid point.

As T.K. was driving off for a few seconds, this was when T.K. was just getting kind of annoyed about everything. He was feeling that if nobody was going to believe in him anymore, and that he was only going to be making things worse for those he knew, then perhaps everything Matt had been saying was true. And that he was only going to keep Gabe proven correct.

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Episode 11: Lies and Deceit (Mimi's POV)

Scene 1: Candice's Goal

I was meeting up with Candice, as per her request, and to be honest, I was finding myself relatively unsure if I was wanting to actually do this. Nothing against Candice herself, but to be honest, I was having a feeling that this whole situation was just a bit much to grasp fully.

When I was at her house though, she had eventually answered the door upon knocking, and she was looking like she had been feeling so much better about seeing me. "Hey Mimi, how have you been?" She asked, and I was feeling like I was the one who needed to be asking her this, after the whole set up.

"Look, I was wondering if you were needing to try and talk to me about some things that you have been dealing with. I wanted to know how things were with you and Ocho." I said, and I was unable to believe that the two of them had talked in that church that one time while I was trying to talk with Matt. I was wondering if that church was going to be the site of ground zero soon enough with the way that everything had been kept up.

"Yeah, Ocho and I. I am surprised that he was a relatively pleasant guy to talk to, once you were getting over the fact that he always seems to be about that missing girl." Candice said, and I was shocked to be hearing her say it that way. I was feeling that she would have shown at least a little bit more courtesy on the issue here.

"Do you think that you are going to try and be on good terms with him? I mean, he seemed like he was willing to open up with you. Almost like he could see himself going on a date." After I said that to her, I was then shrugging, and I was feeling that this was not really my business, and I needed to not pretend like it was.

"Yeah, I would like to do that. I mean, after all, he seems like he is one of the few people in Wayside who wants to actually be fighting for everybody else around him." After she had said that to me, I was then feeling that perhaps I was needing to just play along with the idea. I did not fully know if I bought it or not though.

"Wayside. I wish that I could love this town the way that everybody else does. Who knows, maybe if I was able to look at Wayside the same way that those others do, then I could be able to see why they are treating it like such a big deal to try and fix it." After I had said that to her, I was wondering if I was just a bad person here.

"Well, I think that people are just trying to capture a vague memory of what they have. I mean, as more and more time passes, the more that I am starting to feel like I want to do that exact thing as well. I want to go out there, and find the one thing that could bring me back to the past." Candice said, and I was feeling that I just needed to see if I could help her out then.

"Well, if you feel like you need some help with that, then I guess that I can see what I can do here." I said, and then I was shaking my head. I could not believe that I was making this offer. In all honesty, I was feeling that whatever Candice was wanting to do, I just needed to find somebody who would give me some advice here.

"So Candice, do you think that Ocho will actually be able to help make that difference?" I asked, and I was wondering if this was the only thing that was making her even remotely look at the idea of reaching out to him in the first place. As I asked this, I saw her slowly nod.

"I think that this year has wildly changed the guy, and for the better. I think that by reaching out to him, Andrea really changed his heart. And I think that perhaps by talking with him that time, I was starting to feel that influence a bit." After she had said that to me, I was laughing at this entire situation.

"Well Candice, if there are some things in Wayside that you are not sure about, and you want to check out to be sure about, then how about you just let me know what these areas are, so I can see where I can step up." I said, and then I was staring up at Candice, wondering if my approach was going to be making her more open.

"Well, a lot of places. But I think that one thing that I wanted to do was just go back to a fountain that I had heard about once. I just think that there is something that I am missing out on there." After she had said that to me, I was looking at her, and I was wondering what in the world I was going to be telling her.

"Alright, well I guess that I could try and find out about that soon enough." I said, and then I was standing up, feeling that I might as well just go along with this idea. "Can you be able to give me an idea on where this fountain would be?" After I asked her this, I saw her looking kind of shocked that I was showing any interest in this idea at all.

"I think Ocho mentioned something about it once, and that was what made me remember it in the first place. I think he mentioned it being near where the waterfalls in the forest were. I am sure that you remember where those are?" After she had asked me this, I looked at her, and I was feeling like I needed to confirm with her that I was indeed not a complete fucking idiot.

"Yeah, I have been there a couple of times. Do you think that you are going to go with him at some point to just see if it is like you believe?" I asked, and then I was looking at her, and I was seeing her looking like she was actually shocked to hear that I was turning the question around towards her actions once again.

"I mean, I guess that going with Ocho would not be all that bad of a idea. I can't believe that I am finding the idea actually kind of good honestly." After she had said that to me, I was then nodding, as if feeling that this was what she had needed to say here. "I think that he just is going to be able to make me feel slightly more safe about this."

"And I think that this is what matters the most. If he can make you feel safe, then I think that is all that really matters." I said, and then I was sighing, feeling that there was nothing else to say on the matter. As I was then thinking about what else was going on, I was standing around, wondering if I was actually doing the right thing.

"I think that going forward, I need to be looking at the main things that can make me a better woman as well." I said, and then I was looking right at her, wondering if she was going to be understanding what my internal struggle is. I was seeing that Candice was just shocked to hear what I said.

"What do you think you need to change about yourself?" After Candice asked me this, I was then sighing, and figured that maybe I would try and be honest about it. If such a thing was even fucking possible for somebody like me, as much as I was hating to fucking admit it.

"The thing that I think I need to work on is being more open with those who I care about. There are a lot of people that I feel like deserve to have me being more honest with them, but I have been brushing them off, and pretending like I am better than them. And to be real, I think that my constant lies are just making myself worse than ever before." I said, and then I was shrugging, having no idea what to tell them.

"So Mimi, you think that you are just lying to people too much, and that you want to change that?" After Candice asked me this, I was slowly nodding, feeling like that was the only way to really word it. I was shaking my head. "Mimi, I think that if this is a real issue you have, then you need to be looking forward, and you need to be seeing why you constantly do this in the first place." She said, and then I was slowly nodding, as if feeling that something like that should have made sense.

"I mean, I think that I am just scared of what it is like if I confront the way that I have been feeling on a lot of things. It is a lot easier to lie when you feel like you are just doing the right thing. But in all honesty, I think that until I get this all sorted out, it might be for the best to just not try and give you advice on how you handle things like Ocho." I said, wondering if I was going to really be seeing something with them going forward.

"Well, I am going to go to that fountain. And I am going to ask him to come with me. And hopefully he says yes." After she had said that to me, she was starting to get her throat cleared out. As she was starting to walk several feet away from me, she was looking right at me, and I was seeing her looking like she had something else to ask.

"Do you think that it would be a good idea if he hangs out with us?" After she had asked me this, I was then having no real idea what in the world I was going to be able to tell her. I had no idea what the hell I thought of Ocho in the first place. Much less if I was feeling like he was going to be the best person to hang out with.

"I think you need to be making your own choices with that. If you feel like he is the guy who can change everything for the better, then that is all that I need." After I had said that to her, I was seeing her slowly nodding, and she was leaving me on the door step again. I was wondering if she was going to be regretting this choice later on or not.

When she was gone, I was slowly standing up, and I was starting to head on home. Maybe by going home, I would just try and talk with my parents more. I was feeling that by talking with my father about all of these things more, I could just get him to explain to me if these were all lies or not.

And perhaps one of these days, Candice and I will meet up again, she will tell me about her great progress, and I will actually be proud and happy with her. Which is what I should always be feeling when I am talking to my friends. And for all that I fucking knew, it was all my fault that things were not going the way that they should have. Because I was too stubborn to try and be more open with people before hand.

Scene 2: Cafe Priest

I was at the cafe again, and the entire time that I was there, I was wondering what I was going to be telling Jim. I was also wondering if he was even wanting to fucking hear it. I was sighing, feeling that now that I was here, I might as well just tell him what was going on through my mind. "Honestly, I just feel like I need some time to really think about what is going on around me." I was telling Jim after a moment of thinking things out.

Once I had finally told Jim this, I was looking right at him in the eyes, wondering if he had anything to say to me. "Honestly, everything about this town scares the shit out of me, and seeing my friends act like this is all some big fun mystery, just scares the shit out of me."

"Well, I don't really think many people that have come here really find it to be a fun investigation, as much as a moral obligation to be looking into this further." After Jim said that to me, he shrugged, thinking that it was making sense. I was then wondering what I was going to say in response.

"How has your younger brother been handling this all? I mean, I heard that he was getting himself involved with what people were dealing with. Have you tried to talk to him before?" I asked, and then I was feeling that what I was asking him was going to just make the color in his eyes go away completely.

"I have tried to get him to see that this isn't some fucking Lord of the Rings shit. Although I am more scared of what his friends are constantly doing than what he is doing. Since there is only so much that a relatively older teenager is going to do to change the mines of tenth graders." Jim said, and then he looked at me, remembering that I was still a year younger than Joe myself.

"The reality is that I am worried that Joe is going to be finding himself involved in something that is way out of his league." After Jim said that to me, I was sighing, and I was wondering what in the world I was going to tell him now. I was then trying to clear my breath, to be finding something to say to make him feel better.

"I think that Joe is going to probably be fine. i am more worried about the other people who are involved with him in all honesty. He is going around and doing some rather fucking dangerous things." I said, and then I was feeling like what I was saying was rather silly. But at the same time, I was wondering if Jim just needed somebody to talk to him for a while.

"Jim, I guess that what I also want is some advice on how I am going to be going through my own personal issues. How am I going to finally get people to see that I do want to be a help?" I asked, and then I was shaking my head, wondering if JIm was really going to be the guy who would be able to help me out here.

"How am I going to be able to help you out? I mean, I hardly even fucking know you in the first place." After Jim asked me this, I was shaking my head, and I was feeling like Jim really did not deserve this, and that I was just throwing shit on him that he did not need to hear.

"I just feel like my friends have all been trying to accomplish something, but I have not done a single thing. I heard that my friend Candice is making some progress on making friends with a new guy." After I had told Jim this, I was seeing him looking like this was not all that big of a deal.

"What do you think you want to do though? I mean, I can't help you if I don't really know what your plans are?" After he had asked me this, I was shaking my head, having no idea how I was going to tell him that I had needed some help with just being more honest with people about myself.

"I just need some help on being more open with my friends going forward. I have been lying a lot, and I feel like a lot of that has been going on due to my father. I found out that he has been involved with several business dealings with Lazarus, despite his personal promises to me that he was a independent agent." I said, and I was feeling like saying this all was sounding fucking ridiculous at this point.

"So you feel that because of the fact that your father had been going behind your back, that part of that has been seeping through in your main personality?" Jim asked me, and I was aware that he was going to be telling me that there was no way in hell that he was going to help me. But I just needed to talk with him.

"I think so. I mean, I feel like if I had not been dealing with that as I had been growing up, then perhaps I would have known which morals were right or which ones were wrong. But now that I have been growing up with the idea that lies have been perfectly acceptable, I have been leaking that into my time with friends." I said, and then after I had said that to him, I was seeing that Jim just looked like he was lost here.

"Mimi, do you feel like these lies are even worth it though? I mean if you feel like you are burying your friendships by lying all the time, then you need to fucking stop it. It wll only be a matter of time before they really do lose trust in you." Jim said, and that hurt me deep down inside when I was hearing him tell me this.

"But do you think that you will be able to help me out?" I asked, and then I was seeing Jim looking like he was just relatively out of it here. I saw him looking like deep down inside, hearing my frustrations, and my desperation, was just making thngs harder for him to completely brush off.

"Alright, I guess that perhaps talking about this might be able to help us both out here. I think that the best way for you to change that mindset if to talk to your father. Make it clear that you are seventeen years old, and just that you feel like you deserve to be more clear on what is going on here." Jim said, and then I was slowly nodding.

"I mean, I have no idea if he will actually do it, but I guess that trying to speak with him here might be for the best. If I tell him that this is something that is really bothering me, then I think that will really make things better." I said, and then I was wondering what I could do now.

"And remember that it is always best to be straight forward and honest with your friends no matter what. Never lie to them no matter how tempting it is going to be. If you feel like there is something that you might not want to be honest with them on, remember the shitty feeling that you have been having this whole time." Jim was telling me, and I was wondering why I had never been feeling this way before hand.

"I think that I should try and help my friend Candice more now. After all, she was one of the first people to try and talk with me about my issues. I also think that I should try and talk to that Matt guy as well." I said, and then Jim was looking right at me, as if having a newer interest in his eyes.

"How do you know Matt anyways?" After he asked me this, I was shrugging, feeling that telling him the story might be able to make him feel like there was a little bit of semi wonderous joy that was still in the situation that was going on around me.

"I found him at the church. He had woken up at one point, and he was confused as all hell. I saw him sleeping when I had come in, but I had decided to not say anything due to not wanting to bother with the peace." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that Jim was finding the statement find of funny when he had heard my story.

"Honestly, I am more curious what he was doing to be in that position to begin with." After Jim said that to me, I was slowly nodding in agreement. I was feeling that finding out what he had been doing there was going to be the only thing that would really make this investigation more worth it at the end of the day.

"Yeah, I am wanting him to find out the memories that he has been blocking off. Both as a friend and for personal interest. I think that if I can learn the truth, then that might be able to help us both." I said, and then I was feeling that chances were that to both of our conviences, there was going to be nothing at all.

"I think that if you can successfully get him to open up, then that will be the first thing that you can say you made progress on." Jim was telling me, and then after he had said that to me, I was feeling that there was a small plan. It might not have been a good plan, but it was going to be better than nothing at all.

"Yeah, opening up..." I said, and then I was wondering what in the world I would have to do in order to really do that. "I mean, I think that I have a lot of stuff to figure out, and I am going to have to work rather hard on this." I said, and then I was shaking my head, wondering why I had gotten myself involved in this.

Before I was able to be thinking about it much longer, that was when Joe was coming inside. When he had seen me, I was seeing that he was looking slightly interested in what I was getting myself into by talking with Jim in the first place. "Just decided to hang out with my brother for some strange reason?"

"I was mainly talking with him about how fucking bizarre this whole investigaton mess really has become. I mean, I think you can also agree that the whole thing has become rather strange at the end." I said, and then I looked right at Joe, and I was seeing him slowly nod at this one, as if having a hard time really being able to argue with me.

"I will admit that this whole story does sound like a fucking nightmare. But I guess that nobody really fucking cares though." Joe was sitting down on the table, and he was sighing dramatically. "This whole fucking story is garbage. I mean, we have all been going around trying to be heroes in our own way, and then we are just making things worse." He said, and I was not really knowing if I was able to fully agree with the idea of making it worse.

"I mean, I think that in all honesty, the only way for this to be getting worse is if we start denying relaity." I said, wondering what Joe was going to be saying to this. He was shrugging, and started to adopt a slightly more confident tone with the conversation.

"Honestly, I think the only people denying reality at this rate are the assholes who are in that company who are pretending like missing girls don't exist, and that if they do, then that it is all fucking natural." He said, and then I was shrugging, almost getting to the point where I was not even able to blame them for feeling this way.

"I mean, if they are involved with everything that is going on in Wayside, they might be given some fucking contract on keeping silent." I said, trying to just at least somewhat play devils advocate. As I was saying this, I saw Joe looking like he was still not really buying that garbage at all.

"That or many of them directly know the answers, and are scared of their guilty asses being exposed." Joe said, and then he was shaking his head, as if the mere suggestion of this idea was just pissing him off more than anything else.

Scene 3: Running a Business

I was home that night, and I was feeling that I just needed to try and talk with my dad, feeling that it was now time to be trying to figure out where the fucking hell he had bene coming from. And in all honesty, I feel like he had so much that he needed to explain to me.

I was seeing that from the look on his face, that he was aware that I was going to be asking him several questions, and looked like he did not even need to bother with me asking him what was going on here. "Look Mimi, I know that something is clearly bothering you. Would you be willing to talk to me?" After he asked this, I was sighing.

"Honestly, I just want to know what is going on with this family. I mean, I feel like there was a lot of lies that were going on. But at the same time, I honestly feel like I need to give you a chance to explain your perspective." I said, and I did notr eally fuckingc are how much this was going to annoy him by me bringing this up.

"Mimi, I have already told you that I have been doing this for your best interest. It is fine if you insist on not buying what I am saying. But I am not going to be hearing you tell me over and over again that I am a fucking liar." After he had said that to me, I was shocked at the level of firmness that he had been placing in that statement.

"I was talking with some people about it, and they were agreeing with my theory that everything that has been going on has been making me change the way that I am right now." I said, and then I was looking at him, wondering what in the world I was going to say now. "I just don't want to become this type of person anymore. Somebody who lies to those who care about them."

"Are you telling me that you are worried that you are letting my personality rub off on you?" After my father asked me this, I was indeed seeing that there was a twinge of guilt in his voice. As I was seeing this, I was indeed kind of feeling bad about the way that I was acting. But if I did not put my foot down, then it would been worse.

"Well, if this is a genuine fear that you have, then I guess that I can always try and fucking help you through this." After my father was telling me this, I was feeling like him finally opening up to me was really all that I had fucking needed to hear him say. "But Mimi, there is nothing that I can do about it. I am doing everything that I can to keep you safe."

"I get that. I just feel that with the stuff that my friends have been getting themselves into, that they are going to need a more honest personality to work with. I want to be there of rmy friends and help them through the crisis that they have been dealing with." I said, and then I was shrugging, wondering if I could have tried to make it slightly less bad for him

"Friends. It must be good to always have them at your side. I forgot what it was like to have them." After my father was telling me this, I was looking at him, and I was starting to kind of feel bad when he had been saying this. I was then just thinking of what I was going to say here.

"Dad, what type of business are you even fucking running in the first place?" I asked him, and then I was seeing him looking like he was just trying to get himself out of this conversation as fast as fucking possible. "I mean, where did you get involved with Lazarus to begin with? That is the part that I really do not fucking understand."

As I was saying that to him, I was seeing him looking like he was starting to feel bad about that. "Well, I ended up getting involved in this due to the fact that I thought that their vision on how to handle Wayside was much better than anything else that I could have done. I felt like I was doing the right thing." My father said, and I was seeing him looking really sad at this statement.

"Do you still feel that way now?" I asked, and then I was seeing him looking like he was having a mix of emotions. Then he was turning around, refusing to look at me, and I was feeling that was enough of an answer for me to have to accept. "What is it about this company that you guys are all able to see that I have not?"

"Honestly, they are the only group of people in Wayside with a true vision on what is happening around them. I had a vision on what to do here, but I started to realize that the vision was very fucking flawed, and that it was never going to be working out." My father said, ad he was sounding like he regretted saying that to me.

"And in all honesty, even if there are things that I do not agree with them on, there is literally nothing taht I can do about it. They will get their fucking way no matter how much I fucking try and change it. That is really all that there is to it." After my father had said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he was utterly desperate, and just needed me to stop arguing here.

"I wish that I still knew who you were." I said, and then after I had said that to him, I was looking away, and I was feeling like that type of comment might have made a sting on him, and if it did, then I guess that my plans were starting to go on through. "Maybe when you are actually willing to talk to me, then I would feel better."

My father was taking out a cigar, which I very rarely ever saw him do. It was almost always as a way to just show him dealing with stress. As I was seeing this, I was then trying to consider what I had been saying to him. "But regardless, there is nothing that I can fucking do about it. Just make sure that you do not follow through so deeply with their bullshit that you actually start to buy it." I said, and I was feeling a bit sad at what I was telling him.

As I was going to my room, starting to just leave him alone, and be doing my own thing, I was then wondering if I was just taking this too far. "Mimi, what have you been doing this whole time anyways? You do not get to lecture me about honesty and morals if you plan on not telling me." After he had said that to me, I was actually finding myself consider what he had been saying.

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense." I said, and then I was looking right at him, feeling that if I was going to be playing this game, then perhaps having a level of honesty was the best way to make him feel better. "I want to help my friends. They are truly desperate, and they have a noble goal of trying to figure out what the mess in this town is. And now that I feel like I have a chance to help them out, I am going to go through with it."

"I mean, even if there really is nothing going on, which I do not believe in the slightest, then I can say that I did everything that I fucking could" I said, and then I was feeling that there was nothing else to say on it. "And to be honest, I feel like there is more tha enough shit that is being hidden to justify my friends looking into all of your guys shit."

As I had said that to him, I was seeing that my father was looking like he was kind of hurt by that. As if he was aware of where this could go if I looked too deeply into it. "Please Mimi, understand that there is too much that I want to tell you. Just make sure that you do not get blinded by your anger." After my father told me this, I was laughing at this, having no idea what in the world I was going to be telling him now.

"I'll see what I end up growing to believe over time." I said, and then I was sighing, having nothing else to tell him. As I was telling him this, I was heading to my room for real this time. "I just hope that by the end of the day, my theories are unfounded, and that I looked too deeply into this."

As I was saying that to him, I went in my room for real this time. To be honest, when I was all alone, I was feeling so fucking hurt by this all. I was feeling that perhaps when I was alone, I could relax a little bit, and just see what I was getting myself into. I was feeling that perhaps I was being too harsh on my father. Perhaps I was not. Either way, I did not care to know, because they had done it to themselves.

I was laying down on my bed, wondering if somebody was going to cal me, and ask me if I was going to want to hang out. Literally anybody at this point was going to be a welcome sight. Just to give me an excuse to not have to look at my father. The man that I used to trust more than anything, and now I have been finding myself borderline growing to despise here.

The summer was going to be the worst one in my entife life, and I already fucking knew it. I fucking knew that these people only cared for themselves. I think the worst part about what my father was doing was the fact that I was aware that deep down inside, my father did not give a damn if he was lying to me or not. If anything, he was probably thinking that it was a good thing, and he was probably enjoying it at this rate.

I was looking around my room, trying to find something to do. As I was thinking longer and longer, I was having a feeling that was coming across my mind at this rate. I was grabbing the materia that I had stored away, and then I was looking right down on it, wondering what in the world I was going to be doing now.

As I was thinking more and more about it, I was feeling that I would just stop trying to get my father to be listening to my fears. I was having a feeling that he was going to never listen to me, and that I was going to be wasting my time doing this. So I was going to be just talking to some other experts on what I had found.

I placed the materia down in my pocket, and shook my head as I was leaving the house. This time, I did not even so much as say hello to my father as I was leaving, If he wanted to talk to me, he should have tried sooner. But not when I was going around and just being a load of shit to me.

As I was walking along, there was a option that I really did notw ant to consider. I was feeling that I would have to try and talk to Kenta a bit. I had a feeling that more than anybody else here, that Kenta would really want to rub in my face that he knew exactly what we were getting ourselves into.

And besides, for better or for worse, it would give me a chance to go in the belly of the beast where I was able to actually fucking see what in the world they were hiding inside of that building. At the end of the day, it had all felt like I just needed to do this if I was wanting even the smallest chance of making this whole thing work out.

Eventually, with that, I was thinking that I just needed to get a safe guard option. Somebody who I would be able to rely on if things were getting much worse. As I had been thinking about it more, I was thinking that maybe if I could talk with Matt about it, then he would be willing to actually talk with me here.

So with that, I started to walk on my way over to Matt's house, finally feeling that by talking with that fucking dude, I would have a fucking plan. And I was hoping that my father would not give me any bullshit when I was finally seeing him. Maybe he would even admit that he was proud to see me breaking through and seeing the truth.

As I was looking around, I was starting to see that despite the issues, why people were starting to have a level of loyalty to Wayside. Deep down inside, there was something nice about the town that had been fucking hidden. And I think that I would want to see what was inside.

I was thinking that if there was even remotely something about Wayside that was still worth saving, then I just needed to fight for it like the othrs had been doing. After all, this was what my friends would have wnated me to do. If I could still call them friends at this point in time.

Before too long, I was eventually at Matt's house, and then I knocked on the door, and then I was just debating with myself what in the world I was going to be telling Matt when I was seeing him. He was probably going to be finding my presence here to be a slight waste of my fucking time.

When he answered the door, I was seeinbg him looking like he was feeling slightly unsure of what to tell me when he had seen me. "Mimi, what was it that you were needing?" After he had asked me this, I was wondering if he was asking out of annoyance, or if he was just trying to get right to the fucking point.

"I was wanting to see if you would be willing to help me find something. I want to talk to somebody about the materia that I had found." I said, and then I was feeling that this idea was super obvious. I was seeing that Matt was just looking like he was slightly worried about what in the world we were getting ourselves into.

"Who the fucking hell are you planning on talking to?" After Matt asked me this, I was feeling that I could get him to be relatively on board if I was actually telling him why I was feeling like there really was no fucking choice on the matter.

"I want to talk to Kenta. I feel like he probably has a better chance of being able to help us out than virtually anybody else here." After I had told him that, I was shrugging, having no idea what I was getting myself into. "Honestly, I think that he is the only one that would not care about talking to us about these things."

As I was saying that to him, I was seeing that Matt already looked far less happy about this than he ever had been. "Alright, I guess that maybe you can try and talk to him. I have no idea if it would be a good idea though. In all honesty, I guess that none of this have ever been a good idea in the first place." Matt said, shrugging, and I was slowly nodding.

"I mean, it is hard to talk to me about good or bad ideas whne you are friends with Ocho, who seems to be operating on nothing else besides bad ideas." I said, and then I was looking right at him, wondering if he was willing to at least consider what I had said. He shrugged, having no argument.

As we were walking along, I was seeing Matt looking at me, and I was seeing him looking like there was something about this action that he had really fucking regretted. "I went to try and talk to him about some things earlier, but he was always brushing me off. I think that he would probably not want to talk to you unless if you forced him to."

"Well, if that is the case, the I feel like I would have no choice to try and fucking force him to talk with me. He clearly has done more research on this subject than anybody else here. Even if I do not agree with him on most things, I think that he probably has worked harder than any of us have." I said, and then I was shocked to be saying that to him.

"Well, I guess that I will really have no fucking choice but to tag along with you, and see what in the world you are going to be getting yourself into." After I was seeing him say this, I was seeing him looking like he was just hating this entire situation. I was feeling that being firm with him was all that I had wanted.

"So Matt, what were you trying to figure out in the first place?" I asked, feeling like maybe I would just see what he was trying to accomplish. I wanted to fight back, and see what in the world I would have have been able to do to help him out here. "I mean, if you are going to be a fucking idiot, I think you need to be giving me a chance to be one as well."

"I was trying to help Izzy out on some big research that he was working on. I mean, I know that it might be popular to be against him with everything that he had been doing. But by now, I believe in his innocence, and I believe in him when he is trying to make things right." After he had said that to me, I was sighing, having no plans on what to say in argument.

"Shit. I did not know that you were that firm in what you were thinking with him." I said, and then I was finding myself almost impressed with what he had said. It sounded like he was going to do virtually everything that he would to make sure that Izy was going to have a easy time through this.

"I feel like he deserves a chance to show people what he is setting out to accomplish. I think that if every single person had one or two mistakes in their life determine what people think of them forever, then I think that perhaps that would be the biggest mistake that we could all make." As Matt was saying this, I was then figuring out what I was wanting to be saying now.

"Do you think that those applies to other more minor concepts, like if somebody refuses to tell the truth, and hardly owns up to the fact that they are being a liar." I said, and then Matt was looking at me, as if finding the concept relatively hard to understand. He was shrugging, as if having nothing else to be saying here.

"Well, I mean that is not really my business to be getting into, and to be honest, does it really matter what I might be thinking on such a issue?" Matt asked, and then I was wishing that he would have had something more to say than that. But then with that, I was sighing, and decided to just not pursue the subject any further.

Eventually, we were getting near the fromt entrance of Lazarus, and I was looking right at Matt. "It honestly is strange that I have gone inside so many times that I hardly even get scared by the building anymore. I bet most people hardly even care when I go inside at this rate." Matt said, and he was sounding almost proud of this statement.

"Well, I guess that something like that does make some fucking sense. But do you think that they are going to try and stop you if they feel like you are getting far too deep into their own business?" I asked, and then he was looking right at me, as if thinking that my question was a bit silly.

"I think that I honestly would not fucking care. I think that if they tried to stop me from coming in for whatever reason, there are other entrances that I can always use. I really do not think that it is going to be that big of a deal." Matt said, and then with that, we were walking inside, and I was really hoping deep down inside that neither one of us were going to regret the statements that he had just made.

Once inside, I was seeing that there were some people who were already looking at us, as if thinkng that we had been nothing more than a fucking hinderance. "Let's just go up to where Kenta is, and ask him some basic questions, and then we will leave." I said, and then I was seeing Matt slowly nod at this. As if thinking that having any other distractions was going to be a waste of time.

As we were walking around, heading to the elevator, I was wondering if they they were plannng on talking to Matt or whatever. We went right inside, and I was just feeling like this whole situation was a bad idea the more and more that we had been playing through this idea.

Once at the floor where Kenta's office was, I was seeing Matt looking more and more like he was unable to really get himself to be on board with this situation. I was wondering if Matt was scared. But I was not going to be thinking about it any longer as we were walking through, onto the interrogation.

Scene 4: Wasted Nights

I was at the office, and I went right inside. I was seeing that Matt was clearly not really into this whole idea at all. I was wondering if I was going to have to be dealing with this on my own or not. I was then feeling that perhaps Matt just needed a moment to consider what he was getting himself into. So with that, I was going inside, and Matt eventually followed.

Eventually that was when I was seeing Kenta looking rather tired of having people constantly come on over and waste his fucking time. "Honestly dude, what the fucking hell are you wanting to talk to me about now?" He asked with a level of intensity that I was never expecting. I was feeling that at this point, everything that we had been getting ourselves into was a waste of time.

"I was wanting to see what you would have to say about this." I said, and then I was pulling out my materia, and handing it on over to Kenta. As I was looking right at him, I was wondering what in the world I was going to be telling him. "I found this earlier, and I was wondering what it even all meant in the first place."

As I was looking at Kenta, I was seeing that he was having a rather conflicted set of emotions on his face. I was wondering if he was wanting to tell us these things, or if he was just trying to find a way to be brushing this off. "Where did you even find that in the first place?" Kenta asked, and I was seeing that he was looking almost scared of something. I was feeling like I was going to be holding him to a corner, and then with that, I was starting to feel a whole lot more proud of what I was going to be getting myself into.

"I can't remember honestly. I was hanging out with some people one time, and I think that I went to the area that my father was working at, and found it that way. But that is not the point." I was telling him, and I was seeing that Kenta had looked like he was just wanting to kick me out of the office at this rate.

"Well, as strange as it might sound, but I think that you already know that this is what people in this town are thorizing as a condensed break down of magic." Kenta told me, and in all honesty, hearing him describe it that way was honestly just so fucking ridiculous that I could not really fathom it.

"Wow, it was one thing when I was hearing other people talking to me about it like this. But honestly, hearing you of all people describe it this way is absolutely ridiculous." After I had said that to him, I was seeing Matt looking like he was rather fucking annoyed that we had been dealing with this.

"Honestly Mimi, you are just wasting your fucking time by talking to this man." After Matt said that to me, I was shaking my head, having no idea what in the world I was even going to be saying at this rate. "Just get out of here, and the two of us can be able to actually move on and do some real investigating."

As Matt had been saying this, that was when Kenta had looked right at me, and I was seeing him looking like he was rather fucking angry. "It is not my fault that you are unable to believe all of the stories that are going on. That being said, I saw that something happened with my computer." Kenta said, and Matt was looking away, not having much of a idea what I was going to say.

"I have nothing to say to that you should have kept your information all backed up." After he had said that to me, I was then looking for something to say to be able to get Matt out of this area. I was convinced that if he stayed around any longer, then things were really just going to be getting worse for all of us, and I needed some level of safety here.

"I just need to know if you can tell me what you are planning on doing with this materia." I said, and then I was looking at Kenta, having no idea what in the world I was even going to be telling him. Kenta was looking at me, and I was seeing him looking like he was relatively happy to have me ask him.

"Well, it is all a part of the construction project that our company is working on for Wayside." After he had said that to me, I was starting to walk off, having no idea on what to say. In all honesty, I was smart enough to know that he was not going to be telling me anything else.

"I heard about that project. Thanks for confirming what I was fearing." I said, and then with that, I was starting to walk off, and I was seeing that Matt had looked like he had wanted to say more. As if he had wanted to talk to Kenta, and then with that, we went right inside of the elevator once again.

He was looking at me. "I still think that this man is a fucking disaster upon this town. I feel like every time I am around him, something is going on that he is lying to us about." After he had said that to me, I was shrugging, and I had nothing else to say to this.

"I mean, I think that there is something about everybody else that is bothering me much more." After I had said that to Matt, I was having no idea what in the fucking world I was going to be saying to him now. "Matt, do you think that this is even about your brother anymore?" I asked, and I was seeing that Matt was looking relatively ashamed of what I had asked.

"I mean, I have been wanting to just try and help my brother. But even beyond that, there is something else that has been in my mind. I just feel like I need to be doing whatever I could to pull this whole thing off." After Matt was telling me this, I was leaving the elevator, and I was seeing Matt waiting for a couple of seconds.

Once he was done that was when he was following me once again. "I mean, I wang to do whatever it takes for my brother to be safe. But I think that there is more to it at this point, and I am going to do whatever you guys need as well." Matt said, and I was starting to have a hard time really buying this.

"I guess that it is hard to argue that this has gone far beyond anything that has been going on before." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that Matt was looking like he had wanted to say more. But then he was shrugging for a second, and I was seeing that there was a level of acceptance and defeat in his face.

"Matt, what do you think you are going to be doing now?" After I asked him this, I was seeing him looking like he was relatively unsure. As if the idea of me trying to force information out of this was going to just be a waste of time now. "I am going to try and speak to Candice again. She was telling me that she wanted to see a fountain, and I want to know why."

As I said that to him, I was seeing Matt looking at me, as if he was rather interested in this now. "So Mimi, what do you think you are even going to be finding at that fountain in the first place?" After he had asked me this, I was shrugging, since I was having no idea what in the world I was going to be saying.

"I have no idea what Candice is trying to accomplish. She wants to see it, and I am going to see what I can find." I said, and then I was shaking my head, having no idea what in the fucking world I was even wanting to be telling him anymore. As Matt was looking at me, I was feeling that I just needed to drop this subject again.

"If you do not want to be coming along with me, then I would no blame you at all. It is not really your business to decide what my fucking best friends are doing." I said, and then I was shaking my head, and I was seeing Matt looking like he was not even giving much of a shit anymore.

"Matt, do you think you are going to be handling your conversations with Kenta any better? I mean, you need to make sure that you do not let things get in your way of thinking. I mean, I hardly know the guy, but I think that there are way bigger fish to fry." I said, and then I was seeing him shaking his head, as if refusing to think further on this.

"I will have to consider what you say. But I guess that this doesn't really matter." After Matt had said that to me, we were getting closer to my front entrance, and I was looking right at him, and I had nothing else to be telling him. "Do you have any idea on what you are planning on doing with the materia at this rate?" After he asked me this, I was shaking my head.

"I have no idea. I guess that I will go to that fucking fountain, and see what I might find by going there. Perhaps something will be seen that can open my eyes." I said, and I was shrugging, having no real idea what in the world I was going to be doing. "I mean, I doubt that I will be finding anything there, but I doubt that I will really care."

Eventually Matt was sighing. "Well, sorry for not being much of a help to you. I feel like I might have been kind of an asshole this whole time, and to be honest, this whole thing just feels so fucking wrong." After he had said that to me, I decided that I was not going to be saying anything else. I was not really wanting to hear the excuses.

"Don't worry about it. I was the one that had forced you into this whole thing in the first place. You do not need to be worried about what I am going to be feeling." I said, and then after I had said that to him, I was going right inside. Before I was finally gone, I was hearing Matt calling out to me once again.

"Thanks for being willing to give me a chance Mimi. When you saw me at that church, and you were willing to talk with me, and try and help me out, I was feeling like it was great to be seeing somebody who was actually willing to fucking care what I was feeling." He said, and then with that, he started to head on out, and leave me alone.

When he was gone, I decided to go to bed for the night. I did not want to be dealing with people constantly going around me, and trying to be forcing me to be talking to them. I was feeling that I just needed to try and focus on what the fucking hell my friends were getting myself into. I was just needing to see if the fountain was really going to be worth it.

I woke up the next morning, and I was looking around, and I was feeling that maybe I could try and talk to my father again. But after the conversation that we had, and after the fact that I basically accused him of doing so man fucking things, I had felt like he needed to just be on his own as to avoid any more fights.

It took a while to get to Candice, mainly because I was seeing everybody else hanging around in Wayside, just enjoying their night, and not caring what was happening, and I was wondering why I was not able to go back to those days. If I was able to just go back to those fucking days, then my entire life would have been made so much fucking better.

Eventually, I reached Candice's house, and then I knocked on her door, and then I was seeing her looking like she was wondering what in the world was going on. "Hey Candice, when were you planning on going to check that fountain out?" I asked, and I was seeing her looking like she was shocked to hear this.

"I was planning on doing in the next couple of days. Do you have any idea if you want to be going or not?" After she had asked me this, I was shaking my head, and had no real idea what in the world I was going to be saying. I really did not care to be doing this. But I was feeling like there was no choice.

"I guess that I should. I mean, I am not all that interested in the fountain itself honestly, but I feel like I would want to see what this thing would be hiding." After I had told her this, I was seeing her looking like she was just kind of tired to be talking about this whole thing. "But do you think that you will find anything related to the town in the first place?"

"Yeah, I mean, I think that I heard some things about it and how if you look into it, you might be able to get some visions. I mean, I know that it sounds fucking stupid. But doesn't it seem like it would be worth trying to check?" After she had asked me this, I was sighing, and I was agreeing with anybody who was saying that this sounded dumb as shit.

"I mean, it does sound silly. But I guess that if the existence of monster theories prove anything, that perhaps sounding silly was not going to be worth it." After I had said that to her, I was feeling that if there was something that I could get out of this that could help her feel better, then that was all that mattered.

With that, we were starting to walk off. "So you are seriously planning on talking with Matt any longer? I mean, I have a feeling that he would not really care all that much for talking to you. Just being honest here." After she had said that to me, I was just thinking that something like this was not going to matter.

"There is no reason for me to be worried. After all, he is already dating Sora to begin with. So there is way more to it than just that." I said, and then I was looking right at her, wondering if mentioning Sora was going to get her to fucking drop the subject for the time being.

"Fair enough. If you were trying to do something more, then that would be more of your fault than anything else." After Candice was saying that to me, I was then wondering if Sora was ever going to be able to be fine with me talking with Matt like this, or if she was going to be feeling that I was pushing a friendship too much.

Eventually, we were getting near the forest, and then I was already seeing that there was a man with a cigarette looking around. He had a suit case, and had been taking some measurements. I was wondering if this was going to be going the way that I had been kind of growing to fear.

"Are you making design plans?" I asked, and then I was seeing him looking right at me. Initially, he looked like he had no desire to be telling me anything. But when he was seeing who exactly I was, I was seeing that he was looking far more willing to be telling me what he had been dealing with.

"Yeah, working on a construction plan for your fathers friends. They are trying to see if there is more expendable places in Wayside to be working on." After he had said that to me, I was starting to feel so much worse about him calling a lot of this area disposable.

"Are you guys going to destroy the mines?" Candice asked, and to be honest, that was a good point. But then he was smiling as he had heard her ask him this. As if thinking that this was something that she was smart for being able to actually pick up on.

"Yeah, we are going to be working on that soon enough. There is too much that we are going to be missing out on if we do not work on that." After he had said that to me, I was then sighing, having nothing else to be saying. In all honesty, I was hardly caring about what the hell they were all doing.

"Go along and play with your friend or something." The man said that to me, and then I was walking inside of the forest. Whatever Candice was going to find better have fucking been worth it. That was all that I was going to say now. And if she was going to find something in this fountain that was going to help us with these answers, then that was all that we needed.

I was looking at Candice again, and I was wondering what in the world I was going to say. "Honestly, I am going to try and find out what the hell is in those mines. I mean, there must be a reason to destroy those. If there is nothing, then I guess that perhaps I might just be a bit of a idiot." I said, having no idea why I was caring so much about it.

Scene 5: The Fountain of Truth

We were in the forest for a while, and then eventually that was when Candice and I were looking at this glowing fountain. In all honesty, I was shocked as all hell to be seeing that she was actually telling the truth about this even existing in the firts place. I looked right at Candice, trying to think of what the hell I was going to be telling her.

"So Candice, what do you think you are going to do with it?" I asked, and then she was looking at me, as if she was almost too happy to even fucking consider what the hell she was going to be saying. "I mean, you are going to be able to get the truth, if what your rumors are true." I said, almost considering what that idea was going to be like.

"Honestly, I have no idea what I am going to do. I think you have to lower you head into it in order to get some form of a vision." After she had told me this, I was thinking that this was rather strange. But at the same time, I was feeling that if we were going to get anything out of this, we might as well just play along.

"Alright, that is rather strange. How did you even find out about this in the first place?" I asked, having no idea why in the world she was here in the first place. And besides, I was feeling like she was clearly having some plans here, and I was feeling that I just needed to know what these plans were.

"Well, I was hanging around in the forest at one point and found something that was glowing. I went right to it, to see what it was. And then when I was seeing that it was a nice fountain, I figured that I just needed to see what in the world it was. But before I could do anything, I was forced to leave because I heard that there were people walking by." After she had said that to me, I was slowly nodding, having no idea what to say.

"Honestly, I had forgotten all about it until I was talking with Ocho." After Candice was saying that to me, I was slowly nodding, feeling that he was the only thing that was bringing everything back together again, for better or for worse.

"And when he had started to talk with me, and I started to open up more with him, I was then remembering this place again. How much I wanted to go back to it. How much I fucking needed to go back to it." After she had said that to me, I was slowly nodding, having no idea where this was heading.

"It feels like everything is coming back to fucking Ocho." After I had told her this, I was sighing, and I was not really planning on having that level of sternness in my statement, but I was feeling that he was really the one taht everything was coming back to. The one person that everybody was acting like was a fucking hero for no real fucking eason, and to be honest, I was feeling that this was all a really fucking bad idea.

"I thought that you were the one that was wanting me to go for it when I was trying to talk to him." Candice said, when she was able to hear the tone of my voice. As she was saying that to me, I was sighing, thinking that she did kind of get me on that one, although I was refusing to fucking admit it as that would be admitting that I was a hypocrite.

"Alright, I guess that you do have a point there." I said, and then after I had said that to her, I was wondering what in the fucking world we were going to be doing. "I just have a feeling that there is something about this that just seems wrong. I don't know. Maybe I am looking too deep into it. But I have a feeling that too much reliance on a man might be making things a real issue."

"Well, if for nothing else, I do have to admit that at least he is getting you to be interested in looking at the things that you want. So I can't really get too upset about that." I said, and then I was shrugging, having no idea what in the world I was going to be able to fucking tell him.

"I think that if for nothing else, it is nice to have a man who is actually willing to follow through with the shit that he is saying, and none of this crap that he spews about hypocrisy or what not. So you do have to give him that at least." After she had said that to me, I was sighing. I was then feeling that I just needed to remain silent, and let her be expressing her frustration here.

"Are you going to go and check out what is inside?" I asked, and then I was seeing her looking like she was sort of getting back on track with everything. With that, she was slowly sighing, and I was seeing her lookinhg like she was finally starting to get more comfortable with what was happening.

"Yeah, I am going to see if I could get a vision here." After she had said that to me, she was placinbg her head down, and I was really fucking hoping that this was not going to be a waste of time. I was looking around, hoping that I was not going to be having to save her from some terrible fate. I knew that if something happened to her, it would not be Ocho's fault per se. But it would be hard to not have a level of sadness that would be reaching back to him.

Eventually, that was when I was starting to get rather fucking unsure of what was going on. I really had no idea on what I was going to tell her. I was looking around, and I was seeing Ocho coming along. I was wondering what in the fucking world he was going to be trying to talk to me about.

As he was here, I was sighing, and I felt like I just had to be listening to his fucking fears. "So Ocho, what the fucking hell are you doing here?" I asked, and then I was seeing that Ocho was looking like he was scared out of his fucking mind on what she was going to be seeing.

"I heard that the fountain never lies, and I was wanting to see if there was a way that I was going to be helping her out." Ocho said, and then he was looking at me. "That level of knowledge could really be a big fucking issue for people that are thinking they are ready for the truth." After Ocho said that, I was not really seeing what the issue was.

"If you look in there, you might be able to learn about your ultimate fate." After Ocho said that to me, I was starting to think about what he was saying. "So if Candice ever was going to have something happen to her, then she would know what is going to happen, and she can't do anything about it."

"So if she is eventually going to be going missing, then there is nothing that she can do besides wait for that eventuality?" I asked, thinking about what we were going to be doing about this. I was then I was seeing that Ocho was looking right at me, as if looking like he was having some stories that he was wanting to tell, but had no idea how to express it.

"I heard of a woman who had died recently." Ocho said, and I was looking right at him, and I was feeling that something like this was not that big of a deal. I was thinking that perhaps it was Olive that he was talking about. "Her name is Mildred. I ended up talking with her once before she had died. She had told me that she had known when it was going to happen, and who was going to be responsible, all because of looking in that fountain." Ocho pointed right towards it, and I was starting to understand more nd more what was going on.

"Have you ever looked in it?" I asked, and then I was seeing that Ocho was looking like he was ashamed of the fact that we were having this discussion at all. I was wondering if he had needed to tell me something, and that the entire warning was all coming back to this shit. "I mean, can you tell me what is going on perhaps?"

"I did see it once. And it helps me realize what I am supposed to be doing. I think that you guys should not be forced to deal with that knowledge though. And besides, I only really looked into it a day or two ago, so I have not really been able to get through it." After Ocho had said that to me, I was the looking at him, and I was feeling that he was relatively tired.

I was looking at Candice, and I was wondering how long this was going to take. I needed her to just get this over with, so that way I would know that she was safe at least. I needed to be making sure that she was still going to be leaving this wa s alevel of sanity left over in her.

"I think that perhaps I should go on and try and look at it myself." I said, and I was unable to fucking believe that I had been saying that to him, since I was so against it. "Maybe if I can see what the fountain has it, then things will be a whole lot better here. After all, it is just a fucking vision. Not like it is actually going to be the truth."

I was seeing Ocho not really looking like he was wanting to argue with me here. "Whatever, if that is what you believe, then I think that I should just try and leave it all alone." Ocho said, and I was surprised at how much it had honestly sounded like what I was saying was going to be pissing him off, and that he was going to be just trying hard to not be showing it all that much.

"I do think that perhaps it would be best to go on and see what you can find there." Ocho said, and I was surprised at how relatively fast he was willing to get over what I was saying earlier. As he had said that to me, I was then sighing, as I was seeing that Candice was pulling her head out of the fountain.

As I was seeing her looking at Ocho and I, this was when I was clearly able to see that all the stuff that Ocho was saying had finally be coming true. "What in the fucking world did I just watch?" She asked me, and then I was seeing her looking like she was having a million thoughts roll on on through her fucking head. I was looking at Ocho, and I was finally seeing what he was saying to some extent.

"I am going to look in it now." I said, and as I was saying that, I was seeing that Candice was not really looking like she was all that happy with what she was hearing me say. I was then placing my head in the fountain as I was seeing both Ocho and Candice looking like they wanted to stop this. But before too long, that was when I was just going right into it.

As I was going inside, to see what I might be able to find, I was seeing that there was some form of a room around me, and I was seeing that it was taking place a few years in the future. The only reason that I had known about all of this was because I was seeing that there was a year on a paper. The year was listed off as "1993." I was feeling that I needed to just be a bit more careful about what was happening.

As I was looking around, I was seeing that there was a man with a brown coat running down a hallway. He was looking like he was probably nineteen or so, and I was starting to sort of see the stature as somebody who I had actually fucking known. Upon looking at it further, I was seeing that it was that one guy who I saw T.K. hanging out with one, Gumball.

By now, I was hooked, wondering what in the world I was doing watching a scene about a guy who I had never really had a single conversation with in my entire life. But at the same time, I was finding myself not fucking caring at all. I was seeing him fall down on his butt when there was a man coming out from the shadows.

When he was starting to crawl away a little bit, that was when he was pulling something out of his pocket. It was one of those swords that you would see in those Star Wars movies. He then turned on the orange hilt, and revealed a blue blade as he was seeing the other man laughing.

He was covered up in a suit, and a golden mask. That way nobody would know who the fucking hell this guy was. Probably a smart idea when you were obviously the big fucking evil guy in this town. "Your efforts are futile. I have been watching you since you have begun this escapade."

Gumball was slowly standing up a bit, and then he was holdingthe weapon with both of his hands, starting to get more and more composed. I was then seeing Gumball take a deep gulp before he finally replid. "Just because I won't win doesn't mean that I am not allowed to try."

"Then you will die slightly braver than most people here." After he had said that, he was pulling out of his pocket, and he turned on a red blade of his own. If this was something that wasn't related to predictions of the future, then clearly I would have thought that I was watching a shitty low budget Star Wars movie.

Gumball made the first swng, and I was feeling that this was a waste of fucking time. As he had made his swing, that was when his blow was easily deflected by the man who was facing him. "Perhaps you were raised correctly after all." The man was saying, and then Gumball was just taking a long and deep breath.

"Give me back my fucking girlfriend." After he said that, he was straight up charging to the man, and then the two of them shared several swings before the man finally kicked Gumball down on the ground. "You killed my brother and sister, and took away all of my friends, and you think that I will ever stop."

"It is all a part of the business young man." He said, and was ready to swing the blade down, certain that I had just watched Gumball die. As I pulled my head out, I was screaming at the top of my lungs, and then sat down. I needed to just get out of this, and warn Gumball that he was going to die in seven years. I looked at Ocho and Candice. "There is a young man that we need to save before it is too late..."

Scene 6: The Ill Fated

The next day, I was starting to walk on my way to where Gumball's house was, and I was feeling that me being there was going to be beyond strange for him, but at the same time I really did not fucking care what he was going to be saying. I was feeling that maybe if I just saw what he was like a little bit, another part of me was going to decide if it was even going to be worth it.

As I was walking along, a part of me was wondering what in the fucking world I was even going to be able to do. If Gumball was not going to listen to me, then in all honesty I guess that I could be able to say that I fucking tried, and then I would be able to move on with my life. Eventually, I reached his house, and then I knocked on his door, feeling more and more like this was going to be a collosal waste of time.

Before long, I was seeing Gumball answer the door. The main reason that I knew it was him was because it was hard to really be unsure when I was trying to get this out of my mind. And besides, I was feeling that it was going to be rather obvious to determine how relatively old or young a person was dedepending on their looks.

But as I was standing there, I was already seeing that he was looking too confused for me to really justify a lot of this dicussion. So with that, I was wondering if I could make it seem slightly more believeable for him to believe that this was just something that would have happened normally. "Hey, did T.K. come by here today?" I asked, feeling like that would make the conversation seem at least slightly less strange.

"No he hasn't. In fact, he hasn't really come here at all in the last several days. To be honest, I wonder if he was slightly off put by the way that my mother was acting, since she was having a rather strict way of setting up some standards." After Gumball was done, he was then looking right at me, wondering what I was going to say now. "But why are you even here to ask me about that?"

I was then feeling like I just needed to try and pretend like I was trying to keep an eye on him. "I am friends with his older brother, and he was worried about T.K. being safe. So I was feeling like I would come by here, and see if I could find something." After I was telling him this, I was feeling like this would be able to at least tempomarily appease him.

"Well, I think that if you are going to try and keep him safe, then you would be wasting both our times right now. Honestly, I think that he is not going to be listening to anything that somebody tells him anyways." After Gumball said that to me, I was then starting to walk away.

"I find it strange though. I thought that he would have come here himself if he was worried about his brother. To be honest, I kind of find it hard to believe that he would have sent a friend of his over to fo this." After Gumball was telling me this, I was then looking away, and I was feeling that if he had already caught me, then I might as well already tell him the truth.

"Yeah, I don't get it either. But he was insisting that he was not going to be able to get people to talk with him if they had saw that he was doing it. Probably afraid of rubbing others the wrong way." I said, and I was feeling worse and worse the longer that I had been keeping this up.

"If you see him again, would you tell him that I would really appreciate it if he is to come back here, since I do miss hanging out with him." Gumball said, and I was feeling like if this was something that was going to end in a few years anyways, then people might as well just let him have what he was wanting. So with that, I was slowly nodding, feeling that I would play along.

"Where do you think he would most likely be?" I asked, and I was starting to walk away, feeling that if I was going to be trying to drag this on any longer, I would only be making things much worse. With that, Gumball was taking a few steps towards me, and I was starting to just feel like I needed to leave, but I was not able to get too far away before he was continuing his conversations.

"I think that if you want to see him, he would be at the skating park. It seems like that is one of the few places that he would still like to go to during his free time." Gumball said, and then I was feeling like something like this did make some fucking sense. And to be honest, doing this might be able to knock two birds with one stone.

"Yeah, I will go there. Maybe I can talk with him for a bit. See if I could get him to stop this whole nonsense so that way people can finally feel a little bit more comfortable." I said, and then I was wondering how much I was going to be able to keep these lies up before Gumball was going to suspect that this was all a fucking scheme.

Eventually, I was feeling that if Gumball was going to be coming along, I might as well just try and break the ice with him. "So how have you been enjoying summer break so far?" I asked, hiding the fact that I was slightly uncomfortable with him. Or at least fucking trying to.

"I've had a good time so far. Especially when I hang out with friends, who help make me feel like I am really just able to actually enjoy my wn life outside of this town. To be honest, I am scared of becoming a bit of a out cast." Gumball said, and then I was looking at him, thinking that this was beyond my realm of talents.

"In all honesty, I have no idea how in the world I am going to be able to help you out with that. I think that if you want to find somebody who can help you with that, it would be best for you to find somebody in your own age." After I had said that to him, I was wondering if that was going to be making Gumball feel any differently.

"Well, it always seems like everybody else is wanting to hang out with Tobias instead. And I mean I get why. After all, his cousin went missing, and she turned up dead. But at the same time, I feel like even before that, there was always a sense of people preferring to hang out with him instead. Almost just acting as if I had never even fucking existed." Gumball was saying to me, I was then feeling like the idea of him telling me this was not really going to be helping him all that much, for better or for worse.

"Well, I think that you might just need to find a way to get out there more for them. I think that this might be the real reason that many people have not really hung out with you. They might not really know what you are up to, and therefore do not feel like bothering you." I said, wondering if I was even going to be making a valid attempt by trying to reach out to him in the first place.

"I guess that maybe that is true. But seriously, I feel like when T.K. was coming along, and he was showing any remote interest in the idea of hanging out with me, it was always feeling like I was just one second away from making a giant mistake that everybody was going to just be making fun of for the rest of my life." After Gumball said that to me, I was feeling like him telling me this was just going to be the only way that I was going to get him to really fucking trust me here.

"So if you started to feel like that after having a couple of friends, then perhaps you should try and reach out and make several more. I think that some of them would really enjoy hanging out with you." After I had said that to him, I was then feeling like there was nothing else to tell him.

We were getting near the skate park, and then I was seeing Gumball just kind of shrug at all of this. "I mean, I know that I recently kind of buried the hatchet with Tobias a bit ago. But I have no idea if he would really want to consider me a friend quite yet." After he had said that to me, I was sighing, thinking that I might just leave it all alone.

Scene 7: The Skate Team

Eventually, we were at the skating park, where we saw T.K. trying to do the best moves he could. I was looking at Gumball, and I was seeing that the guy was looking like he was still wanting to just play there for a while. I was feeling that perhaps Gumball needed to get a board of his own. I was sitting down, and then I was staring at T.K., who was trying to just not struggle at all.

Gumball was walking to T.K., and I was taking a deep breath, wondering what was going to be happening now. I was seeing that when Gumball was in front of T.K., he was starting to become at least relatively more composed at what he was going to be talking about. I was taking a deep breath, wondering where this was going to go.

"So T.K., how have you been doing lately? I just thought that since it had been a while, I would try and see how you have been doing." After Gumball had said that to T.K., he was sighing, as if wishing that we did not have to check up on the guy so much. Probably thinking that we needed to respect his fucking space a bit. But then he looked up at me, wondering what I was going to be saying to him.

"Honestly, I am doing alright. Just trying to see what it is like to actually live a normal life again. I mean, everybody in Wayside does just that, and it seems like it is doing them all a big fucking favor. And to be honest, I got into this whole fucking shit because of my skating. And now I just want to focus on that again." After T.K. said that to Gumball, he was just starting to sit on his board, not really needing to mess around too much longer.

"I did not know that you were friends with Mimi." He said casually, and I was really hoping that my cover was not going to be fucking destroyed at this moment. I was then seeing Gumball looking back at me again, as if remembering that I had been there in the first place. It was kind of sucky to think that he probably already forgot that I was here.

"She was wanting to make sure that you were not getting yourself into anything stupid. She can be a bit strange... But I mean it is none of my fucking business." After Gumball said that to T.K., he was shrugging, as if having nothing else to be saying. "Regardless, I believe that you were probably just needing to have somebody to talk to, so I was wanting to make sure that you were all fine."

"Well, I mean, I want to actually have a social life, and this whole thing has been a pain in the ass. Trying so fucking hard to be leaving this whole thing behind, because that is the only reason that anybody is willing to talk to me in the first place." After T.K. had said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he was relatively defeated at this statement. As if it was breaking his heart to think that nobody really liked him.

"Well, do you think that there is anybody that you would really like to be friends with?" Gumball asked, and then T.K. smiled at him, and I was starting to see him looking like he was actually a bit more excited for this conversation to be going forward. I was already having a feeling that I was aware of what this answer could have been.

"Yeah I do. And I think that I already have a fucking start on what I can do. But Gumball, do you think that you have anybody that you believe would actually want to hang out with you as well?" After T.K. asked Gumball this, I was wondering where the fucking hell this was actually going to be going now.

"Yeah, I would. But I mean, I would not be so worried about anything like that." After Gumball said that to T.K., I was then seeing the two of them looking like they were both relatively unsure on what to be saying now. "I guess that I would like to try and start this skating life as well. Since you seemed to be enjoying it so far." After Gumball said that to T.K., the two of them were remaining silent for a bit.

"How would you be able to do it if you do not have a board to even try it all out on anyways?" T.K. asked, and then that was when I was starting to stand up, feeling like there was nothing else I was going to be able to do here without making it seem like I was just trying to get in the way. Besides, I was feeling like it was already rather strange to be seeing them.

Honestly, talking with Gumball was already making me start to wonder if it was a good idea to try and get in the way of fate. I mean, if there was something going on and he was already destined to have something happen to him, then perhaps there was nothing that I could be able to do about it. And maybe this would be a good way for him to get to enjoy his last several years on earth.

As I was starting to walk off, that was when I was already seeing Gumball calling out to me. I was really not wanting to deal with this. So just having him calling out to me was something that I was just feeling like I needed to pretend like I wanted to hear. Even though I was convinced that this was a terrible idea.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Gumball asked me, and then I was looking at him, and I was feeling like it was best to just finally come clean if I was going to have even the most minor chance of being able to try and make this whole fucking thing work out. So I sighed, feeling like I just needed to get this over with.

"I am going to tell you the truth right now..." I said, and then I was seeing Gumball and T.K. both looking like they were probably just thinking that I was fucking insane. "I did not really come here because Matt wanted me to check up on T.K."

"I mean, that was really fucking obvious to be honest." After he had said that to me, I was then feeling like whatever I was wanting to say was just going to be a thousand times better when I was creating even the smallest level of being clear with them all.

"Honestly, I went to the forest, and I saw something inside one of the fountains there. And when I saw that, I ended up seeing that you were in grave danger, and that I needed to try and perhaps see if I could help change fate. But the entire idea is fucking bullshit from the start." After I told him this, I was seeing that Gumball was looking like he was actually taking what I was saying a bit more seriously than I had imagined.

"What do you mean that I was in grave danger? Is there anything that I am going to be able to do to change it?" After Gumball asked me this, I was seeing that T.K. was looking like he was blown away over the fact that Gumball was actually taking this seriously in any way at all. He was standing up, as is trying to get Gumball to change this.

"Well, it was from several years in the future. So perhaps things will be able to change by then. Besides, in all honesty, I did not see the full thing, and even if I had seen the whole thing, I would still not be able to really find the best way to be able to talk about it." After I had said that to him, I was wondering what in the world I was going to be telling Gumball at this rate. Perhaps there was nothing else to say.

"Do you know where you even found it in the first place?" T.K. asked, and then I was starting to turn around. I was not going to be looking at them in the face while I was lying to them. I was feeling that maybe in some instances, telling a lie was almost for the best. I was just hoping that I would be able to really justify that in the future.

"I saw it was in the forest. I don't even know if you would be able to find it. Honestly, I think the only reason that my friend and I found it in the first place was because she had been looking for it very specifically on her own." After I told them that, I was starting to walk away, and I was seeing T.K. starting to pick up his skateboard, and come on his way to me.

As I was getting further and further away, this was when T.K. was getting closer to me. "Mimi, I know that you probably do not want to be getting involved in this any longer. And to be honest, I would not blame you. But I would want to see what that thing is all about. Perhaps you can go on and tell me where it is in person?" After he had asked me this, that was when I was just starting to shake my head.

"I am not going to be going back there. I already seen more of that place to last me a life time." I said, and then I was then just feeling like there was nothing else we could really do about this. "T.K., I thought you were saying that you wanted nothing to do with this in the first place. Just go back to your fucking skating now." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that T.K. looked like he had no real thoughts on the matter.

"I have a feeling that in all honesty, I am going to be heading back into this whole thing in the first place. And now that you are giving me something to work with, then perhaps I can fucking try and be making things right again." After T.K. said that to me, I was starting to feel like I was just not going to be able to deal with these people anymore. Everything about them was just un fucking believable to be totally honest.

"God damn it. I do not even need to have Matt be coming into my business about this to be worried about what you are doing. I mean, look over there. You already have a friend who needs your help. Gumball is going to have a tough time going forward. Just take my fucking word about it." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that T.K. was just looking like he was not too sure where to go with this.

"I guess that maybe I can see where this can go if I just stay around and watch him for a while. I still feel like this might be a bit of a bad idea." After T.K. said that to me, I was starting nod a bit, and then I was feeling that my job here was done, and that I was really only going to be making it worse if I was going to be sticking around here for much longer.

"Mimi, who was your other friend that you had dragged into this whole thing?" After T.K. asked me this, I was feeling like he was probably going to be having a plan behind my back about what he was doing. I was then sighing, feeling like there was nothing else that I needed to worry about.

"Candice. I doubt that you ever met her, so I would not be too worried about it at all." After I had said that to him, I was wondering what T.K. was going to be saying to me. I was hearing Gumball calling out to the two of us. Deep down, I was feeling like this was a perfect chance to be getting out of this situation.

"Guys, when are you going to be getting back here? I do not have all this time to hang around her all day?" After Gumball said that to us, I was feeling like he was needing to really work on his patience. But at the same time, I decided that I was not going to be making a deal out of this.

"I will be heading right back." T.K. said, and then he was looking at me, as if wishing that I was going to be taking some things much more seriously. Even though I already had been taking this seriously from the beginning, and it was not my fault that he was not enjoying the fact that I was putting my foot down for once.

"I have to be heading out right now. I hope that you guys have a good rest of your day. Don't worry about what I am doing." I said, and then I was starting to walk away, and I was already feeling that perhaps things would be slightly better if he was just going around and hanging out with his friends. If he never had to worry about me, then there was a sense of peace that I could be able to have in that.

As I was getting closer to heading on home, that was when I was wondering if I was going to have to change my strategy in this whole thing. I mean, there were other people who I had known who were going to be better friends with Gumball. In fact, I was considering the only other option that Gumball had mentioned earlier, even though I knew he would not like it.

I was considering the idea of bringing Tobias into this whole thing. Maybe if I could get Tobias to try and be friends with him, then that would be a way to make Gumball feel more at peace with this. After all, Gumball was talking about how he was trying to bury the hatchet with him, and I was feeling that maybe that was going to be the best way to make it actually happen.

I was also feeling that if I could be able to use this as an excuse to actually hang out with some other people who had been involved in this as well, then this whole thing was going to be coming full circle in a way that I never thought would have actually been fucking possible.

As I was getting closer to the Wilson house, I was already finding the whole situation funny. I mean, how in the world was I going to explain to him that I was wanting to have him hang out with his worst enemy because of the fact that I saw a terrible fucking vision and wanted to give him a chance to make some peace with people before he died?

I mean, it was already a massive fucking mistake telling Gumball about it all. Not only because he found me to probably be a fucking insane idiot. But the fact that I was having no fucking evidence to this at all, and people were probably going to be finding my attempts to be ramblings of a wholly new level.

Eventually, I was at the Wilson mansion, and then I was taking a long and deep breath. Having no idea what the fucking hell I was going to be getting myself into. I knocked on the door, and was telling myself that this was going to be my way of reforming Wayside if this was all going to be working out for the best.

Before long, this was when Tobias was answering the door, and before he was able to close it on my face, I stopped him, and started to speak immediately. "There is something I wanted to talk to you about with Gumball Watterson. Don't worry, I am not going to be trying to talk about Andrea at all." I said, and I was not even finding myself being fully sure of this.

"What the fucking hell do you plan on getting out of talking to me?" Tobias asked, and I was feeling that was a good enough question. I was feeling that if I got too fucking carried away, then this whole thing was going to be thrown away. So with that, I looked down, and I was feeling that I might as well just be forward with him.

"Honestly, I just feel like I need to let you know that despite everything that has been going on, and the fact that I know you do not think much of him, that he is going to be needing some help. I think that it is going to be important going forward that you try and be friend with him. He wants to more beyond the past with you." I said, and then I was sighing, feeling like I just needed to just voice my feelings on the matter no matter what.

"Honestly, I that if he wanted to be friends with me again, he should have made it clear from the start, rather than just go for a half ass attempt of reconciliation." After Tobias said that to me, I was then feeling like this whole story was going to be a waste of both our times if we did not get our shit together.

"Well, I think he probably was just believing that you would not want to be hearing it. And I think that for some reason, there is a bit of truth to this." I said, and then I was feeling that maybe if I tried harder, I could finally get him to stop and just fucking move on.

Scene 8: A New Lead

As I was looking right at Tobias, I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to be able to tell him. "Dude, I know that this might not be what you are wanting to do with your time. And honestly, I am finding myself in a situation where a part of me is hardly even fucking caring anymore. If you had something that you wanted more than anything, then I think that you would be doing whatever it took to make it all come true." I said, and then I looked at her, having no idea what to say.

"Do you think that Gumball is going to be having a hard time going through his own life if he does not have somebody at his side, to try and make him feel slightly better?" After Tobias asked me this, I was seeing him looking like he was actually sort of showing a level of sympathy for the guy. I was feeling like this was what I had fucking needed to make a difference.

"Yeah, I do think that he will need it. I mean, I know what it is like to try and deal with people that you do not like. There are some people who I am not on the best of terms with. But in all honesty, I do not really care what they think of me. I am just trying to make things better for all of us, no matter what it is going to have to take." I said, and then I was shrugging, thinking that saying this was all a waste of time.

"This whole thing is a strange spot that I am in. But Mimi, are you feeling like you will be able to help me through this? I mean, I need to have somebody who can make sure that I am sticking to the right path." Tobias asked, and then I was looking right at him, wondering what he was saying. I was feeling like whatever he was trying to get at, he just needed to get right to it.

"I mean, I guess that I can stay at your side. But Tobias, you need to be looking in it yourself what you are going to be able to do to change this all. I think that this is something that you are going to need to see. If there is something that you need help with, then I can help you here. But that is something that you need to be making clear with me." I said, and then I was wondering if I was going to be forced to be a fucking peace maker.

"Yeah, I guess that this makes some sense. Whatever though. I mean, if I hang out with Gumball, then I will not have to stay at this shit hole of a house. In all honesty, this house is starting to feel more and more like a fucking tomb the longer that I am here. At least with Gumball, there is something that I can kind of do that is slightly different." Tobias said, and then I was slowly nodding, feeling like this was the spirit.

"I suppose that I can see it that way. I mean, after a while that is how I am feeling when I am dealing with people talking to me about my father. I mean, there are some things about what he is doing that hurts me to think about still. But mostly, I am starting to get over it one step at a time." After I told him that, I wondered if Tobias was going to listen to me.

"I mean, I want to just try and help Rachel as much as I can. Since she is my fucking sister and everything. But she has made it very clear that she has no intention of trying to get me to help her at all. And in all honesty, I feel like if she had wanted some help at this point, she would have fucking told me at this rate. And it is all her lost if she does not come to me about it anymore." Tobias said, and I was hearing him sounding like he was actually genuinely angry as he was saying this to me.

"I mean, she always talks with Rob, and she basically has made it clear to me that her growing love for him is more important to her than the fucking family bond that I am at least fucking trying to create here." Tobias said, and then I was sighing, wondering what I was going to say to make him feel differently here.

"I mean, she might be working on her own here. I think she just needs some fucking time now." After I had said that to her, I was hoping that I would make him feel slightly different. I was hoping that he would soften up on the way that he was feeling of his sister. But I knew that deep down inside, he was not going to be feeling that way at all.

"Well, I mean that might be true. But that does not mean that there is literally no fucking merit to what I am doing. But whatever, I guess that there is nothing that I can fucking do now but just let her pursue her fucking love story." After Tobias said that, I was seeing him roll his fucking eyes at this whole thing.

"But if I am going to be trying to be real friends with Gumball, and that is something that you are insisting on, then I need to know something from you in return..." Tobias said, and then I was feeling that whatever he was wanting to ask, I just needed to let him get it over with. Besides, he might be getting me to be looking at things slightly different.

"What do you have in all of this? I mean, you clearly have to have some form of ulterior motive here. And that is all that I fucking care about right now." After Tobias told me this, I was looking at him, and I was thinking that perhaps a lie that I could make the truth was going to be the only thing that I could do to make it work out.

"T.K. is wanting to be friends with both of you. He also told me that he is planning on restarting this whole investigation, and I have a feeling that in order for this to work out, all three of you need to be coming together." After I had said that to Tobias, I was seeing him starting to stand straight. As if the mere mention of this investigation was making him unsure.

"Honestly, I think that it would be best for all of us to be putting this behind us. I mean, I have no idea what this fucking guy is still trying to be getting out of it. Nothing is going to be coming out of this whole thing besides great fucking pain." After Tobias said that to me, I was seeing him taking another couple of steps closer.

"I mean, Ocho came by here a couple of days ago, and he was looking worse for wear. I did not want him to be here. But I was seeing that he was holding something." After Tobias said that to me, I was remembering that one time at the fountain. He was looking like he was rather worried about something. As if this whole discussion was nothing more than a fucking distraction for him on what he was doing.

"What the fucking hell was he holding?" I asked, and then I was seeing Tobias shocked at the sudden change in attitude on what I was talking about. He in fact looked like the whole thing was kind of hurting him deep down. But in all honesty, I was not even fucking caring at all.

"He was holding something that looked like a hilt. I think he was talking about a weapon that he was forced to make. I did not understand most of it though." After he had said that to me, I was starting to realize what he had just said to me, and then I was sighing greatly at this.

"Did it look like something that you would find in those strange Star Wars movies?" I asked, and I did not fucking care how dumb it was sounding. I did not fucking care if he was thinking that I was officially going insane. I needed to know what he was going to tell me, and I was going to fucking run with it if it got worse.

"Yeah, I guess that it did. I think he was saying that he had found it at some form of a crystal cave. I don't know what else was there about it. But I think that with the way that he was describing it, that this was what he was wanting more than anything else in the fucking world." Tobias said, and then I was shaking my fucking head at this whole situation.

"Thanks for letting me know. That is going to be a bigger help than you even fucking think. That is all that I needed to know. Just do your part with making friends with these people. Enjoy your summer. Let my friends and I take over from here." I said, and I was aware that saying that was going to be making my friends angry at me here.

"You are a rather strange fucking girl. I hope you know that." After Tobias said that to me, I was laughing at this statement. I mean. how could I fucking blame him for saying something like this. The whole situation was fucking beyond any form of understanding.

"Maybe that is the price that I have to pay when I start to get more honest with people for once in my life." I said, and then after I was done telling him this, I was walking off, and that was all that I had wanted to say before I was taking things into my own direction.

I was at home before too long, and when I was heading inside, I was looking around, and I was seeing that my parents were not even going to bother with taking the time to try and reach out to me. I was thinking that for once, them leaving me alone was all that I had ever wanted.

Tomorrow I was going to be talking to Candice again. And when I was, either we were going to have a normal hang out, or we were going to be getting to the bottom of the story of the ice cave. And maybe I would be able to take his place in the vision instead, and turn it into a fate he is safe from.

Scene 9: The Red Haired Devil

I was at Candice's place again about two days later, and I was already seeing that this could have been a bad idea. She was already looking like she was rather worried about what we were going to be talking about. I was feeling that whatever she was feeling, I just needed to try and talk to her, and make her feel slightly better.

"So Candice, sorry for not seeing you for a while. Honestly, I have been dealing with a lot of shit lately, that I should have never even fucking bothered getting myself into." I said, and then I was looking at her, and she was clearly looking like she was finding this whole story was just hard to really believe.

"Well, I mean, that is literally everything that you guys are fucking doing. Getting involved in insane conspiracies that should have just remained left alone." After she had said that to me, I was looking at her, and I was wondering why in the world she was just trying so fucking hard to be telling me all of this in the first place.

"Just drop it girl. I am trying my fucking best to be making my way through this all. After that fucking vision that I saw in the fountain, everything just started to be a whole lot different than what I had thought." I said, and then she was looking right at me, as if clearly feeling like she was going to be breaking the mold with a question I might not enjoy.

"What did you even see in that fountain anyways? You keep going on and on about it, and yet you still haven't told me about it." After she had said that to me, I was slowly nodding, as if feeling like her attitude at the subject was beyond reasonable. So with that, I felt like I would just have to tell her. "You were talking about needing to save somebody. But you never went any further than that."

"There was this guy named Gumball, and I saw him in a hallway, and I am pretty sure that I had seen him get killed in a fucking fight. And now I want to make sure that this does not actually happen with him." I said, and then I was looking right at Candice, hoping she would see what I was saying.

"I feel like I have heard that name before." After Candice said that to me, I was looking right at her, and I was wondering what she was going to be saying now. Probably telling me that I was officially go insane, and that I needed to just fucking let this go.

"Yeah, and now that I know all about what might happen to him, I want to make sure that he still remains safe. I mean, if it is the one thing that I am able to do to say that I made a positive change, then I will have to fucking take it." After I said that to her, I was seeing that Candice was looking like she was just trying to really continue this.

"But Candice, let me tell you something right now..." I said, and then I was looking right at her, and I was feeling that whatever I was going to be telling her at this moment, I just needed to fucking take it, and not be regretting everything that I had been saying. "If you have somethng that is going on, that is bothering you, you can tell me what it is, and I will do whatever I can to help."

"Well, honestly, there is something that bothers me. Something about one specific person in Wayside." After she had said that to me, I was looking at her, and I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to be able to say. "Have you ever heard of Brad Carbunkle?"

The mention of his name was making me sigh. Of course something was going to be finding a way to come to him. "God, I know him. I think that most of the shit that goes on in Wayside lately has been coming right back to him anyways." I said, and then I was shrugging, having no idea why I was even telling her this at all.

"Well, there is a good reason for that. There seems to be a lot of shit that he is up to, that he knows very well about." After Candice was telling me this, I was then feeling like I just needed to try and find something else to say. So with that, I was feeling like I would try and bring the discussion down to a somewhat more contained level.

"Look, do you have any evidence to show that he would be involved in whatever is bothering you? I mean, I think that we need to be figuring that out before we start to throw him under the bus." I said, and then I was looking at her, wondering if she was going to appreciate that comment at all.

"No, I mean, I am only going on what I know for now." After Candice was saying that to me, I was seeing her looking like she was sort of sad at this statement. But then with that, I was feeling like I was having something else to say. "But if you care even half as much as what you are saying you do, then I think that perhaps you need to be looking into Brad as well."

"I guess that I can see what Ocho might be able to say here. I mean, he is probably far more involved with any of this than either one of us are." I said, and then I was looking at her, and I was feeling that before either one of us did anything at all, Ocho was the one person that we needed to really consolt with.

"The reason that I am asking you this is because I already made my mind up on some things. I am going to be meeting up with him, and seeing what opinions he would have to present." After Candice told me this, I was starting to feel like this was going to be an insanely bad idea. I mean, for all we knew, Brad was going to have some plans with her.

"I mean, did you not once think on how bad of a fucking idea this whole thing might have been? This could be going wrong in literally a million different fucking ways." I said, and then I was looking right at her, wondering if she was going to be saying anything to try and defend herself.

"I mean, I knew that it was not a great idea. But I don't really fucking care. I wanted to do it anyways, because I knew that you guys were needing some fucking help." Candice said, and despite everything that was in my mind screaming that this whole thng was fucking terrible, I was feeling that at this rate, I might as well just sort of take advantage of it.

"Well, if this is something that you have already decided that you were going to do, then I guess that I might as well just fucking deal with it while I can." After I had said that to her, I was then getting all these ideas in my mind. After all, I was feeling that at the end of the day, despite everything else, she was still my best friend.

"I knew that when it was put that way, you were going to be finding youself agreeing with me." After Candice was telling me this, I was wondering if this was a plan that she had made. Something to get me to admit that I was just trying to do this for relative personal gain. Or at least at first.

"Do you know where he would like to meet you?" I asked, feeling that at this rate, there was nothing else that I would be able to about it. The moment that something else came up, we just needed to work this whole thing out. "I mean, I have a feeling that he would do it at a place that is super fucking secret, and that nobody can hear what you are doing..."

"He had told me that he was wanting to meet up at his main office in Lazarus. Think about that. I am actually going to be having a fucking chance to go inside and see what the place is like for myself." After she had said that to me, I was wanting to try and tell her that this whole thing was not going to be worth it. But I knew that this was not going to work.

"Well, I guess that we might as well just see what this place would have to offer." I said, and I was shaking my head, wishing that I could have been able to fight my way through this. But then before anything else, I was just thinking that at least we were not going to be talking to Kenta or anything like that.

"Let's just head out before we end up making any other big fucking mistakes." After I said that to her, I was feeling that deep down inside there was no way that my arguments were going to actually be making a big fucking difference. So I was not even ging to be wasting my fucking time with this shit.

As we were starting to head off, I was wondering why I was taking so much of this in such a protest. I mean, I should be happy that I was actually hanging out with my fucking friends. That was something that I needed to take, and to be running away with. But then here I was, just making every single little moment of this a giant fucking scandal.

The more that I had been thinking about it though, the more that I was feeling that I could be able to make a difference if I was actually at her side. Not being the one who was trying to enforce this shit. I mean, that was what I made the mistake of doing the first time with the Kenta thing. Plus with Kenta, there was no stakes in the matter. Nobody cared what that piece of utter crap was saying.

And in all honesty, I would be lying if I said that I was not at least partially interested in what this man had been doing. I wanted to know what this man was capable of doing, and seeing if he was actually the one behind even half of the shit that people were accusing him of being involved with.

Eventually, I was seeing that despite the issues that I was having with the matter, that perhaps this was not all that big of a deal. Perhaps there was something good to be getting out of this. And that I was just being too fucking stubborn to be playing into this dangerous uncharted territory.

Before long, we eventually made it to the front entrance of the building. "Listen Candice, sorry for the way that I was talking earlier. I mean, you deserved a lot better than what I was doing." After I had said that to her, I was feeling that there was something else that I wanted to say. But could not be bothered to actually say it.

"Thanks Mimi. I mean, it is nice to hear when people actually take what they are saying into consideration." After she had told me this, I was starting to think that this situation was becoming a bit of a fucking hassle. But at the same time, I was not really even caring. We went inside of the building, and I was following Candice as she was starting to head on towards where Brad's office had been this whole time.

Eventually, we made it to where Brad's room was, and he was clearly in the middle of doing some serious studies. She was looking at me, and I was seeing her looking like she was just starting to feel so much better about what she was getting herself into.

"Hey, I was wanting to follow through with the invitation that you had sent me" After Candice said that to Brad, he was looking right at her, and then right at me. Clearly he was probably already really fucking let down by the fact that I was in this situation as well. And then with that, Candice was picking up the conversation once again.

"So I was wondering what you were wanting to talk about anyways. I mean, your invitation was rather, and left a lot of room for interpretation." After Candice was asking Brad this, that was when I was screaming at her mentally to just stop this whole fucking crusade, and be leaving it all alone.

"Well, I was hoping that I would be able to get you to consider talking to me about what this company actually means to you. I want to know the youths perspective on the matter." After Brad was telling her this, I was almost finding myself starting to think that perhaps he was being reasonable enough after all.

"Well, the company is the closest thing that this town has to having a united government or system. So I guess that there is that. But I just would be a bit more comfortable if I actually knew what in the world this company was doing, and how it was getting all the investments that it had been making. I hope that makes snese to you." After Candice said that to Brad, she was looking at him, as if starting to already feel slightly unsure of herself here.

"But what do you have at stake in this? I mean, there is nothing that a random employee is going to be able to do to change it." She said, and I was actually hearing her sounding like she was kind of pissed at this statement. Brad was then taking out a cigarette, and started to smoke it a bit.

"I mean, I want to make sure that my boss has some fucking line of being aware of what his towns folk really believe. I do not want to be making you guys feel like you live in a place that scares you to just even be in. That would not be fair for you guys." After Brad had said that to Candice, he was continuing his cigarette.

"This has nothing to do with business. It has nothing to do with trying to get people to think of us as a group of fucking heroes. I am just trying to be making sure that I can do what I can to keep this town at a slightly better situation." Once Brad was done saying this, I was then starting to think of something that I could say here.

"What do you think should be done for this town?" Candice asked, and then the change in tone was something that Brad was not really ready for. I was glad to be seeing her looking like she was actually taking a different stance on this whole thing. Brad was then sighing in disbelief, and then he was feeling like he needed to at least answer her question.

"I believe that there are people who are intentially creating a fucking hysteria of the town. They want to be getting people scared so they can fulfill their own agenda. In all honesty, I have a feeling that most of the stuff here is a a lie to get people scared. But if there is a level of truth to what these people are saying, then the truth of the company must be revealed. The truth that even I would not want to admit." After he had said that to Candice, I was wanting to speak, before he continued and ruined any chance of either of us talking.

"But there are some other people that need to be tried and brought to justice. Those people are the ones that have gone on and murdered the role models of the town. When the true culprit is fond, he or she must be brought in to the fllest degree, and their crimes must go down in the history of Wayside as the biggest danger to this place." Brad finished, and I was shocked to be seeing him say this.

"Well, it seems like you have a better grasp on what you need to be doing in this town than most of the people in the company. But in all honesty, I am still confused on what the hell this has to do with myself." After she had said that to Brad, I was feeling like that point needed to be coming back as well.

"I heard that you had found some things in this town that can contain a bunch of great secrets. Now I don't really believe in super natural shit or anything. But if it is true that something is happening here, then I think that I need to know what you plan to do with it." Brad said, and he was taking a moment to consider what he was saying to my friend.

"So this has nothing to do with making sure that there is a sense of justice that is being brough to this town? You are in it for personal gain, just like all the others are." Candice said, and I was shocked to be hearing that she was not really super happy about the position that she was being brought in.

"Candice, I think that we need to be getting out of here before it gets much worse." I said, trying to make the situation slightly less bad here. I was seeing Brad looking at me, and I was already seeing him lookinbg like he was kind of annoyed with the fact that I was getting involved in this discussion.

As Candice was starting to walk to the door this was when Brad was calling out to her. "Sorry if I had started to make you feel a bit uncomfortable. That was never my intention. But I just felt like we needed to discuss some important things. I am going to be going live tomorrow night. I think that it would be best to check it out if you still have doubts about my desire to make a difference." After Brad said that to us, I was looking right at him, and I was actually considering what he was saying.

We eventually were in the elevator, and that was when Candice was turning over to me. "Honestly, I think that it would be a good idea to actually watch his show tomorrow. I think that if he talks in public, a bit more of that quiet personality is going to start to soak through." After Candice was saying that to me, I was starting to feel like she was getting her hopes up too high. But I needed to give her a chance.

"If you plan to watch it, then I guess that I might at least check it out a bit." After I had conceded to this, I was feeling that if it was going to be revealed that Brad was still one of the good guys, then I would be the one to admit that I had been totally wrong, and that I just needed to be looking at what others say.

Eventually, we were getting near the bottom floor of the company hall. "Look, I know that it is a pain in the ass to be dealing with this. I get it. But the reality is that I have a feeling that I am onto something. I think we both know that deep down inside, every time we try and pretend like this whole town is still going along normally, the more that we are just making things worse for us."

"But maybe I can see where people are coming from when they are coming to Brad for support. I mean, even if he is lying, which I am not even sure of, then at least he is presenting the lie rather well. And I guess that in a way, that might be the only thing that really fucking matters." I said, trying to just really see where others were coming from.

"And besides, he is still probably a less bad person than other members of that company. I would rather have him be the one trying to talk about that company in a bright light than anybody else." After I had said that to her, the door was finally opening up, and then I was just taking a long and deep breath.

"I don't know. I regret ever even fucking mentioning the fucking fountain. Now that is going to be where everything in my life is going towards. Nobody ever really fucking cares about what I am doing. It kind of sucks that this is what my entire fucking life is, and there is nothing that I can fucking do about it." Candice said, clearly showing the fact that she thought this was seriously unfair coming on through.

Scene 10: Email Respondence

I was home that night, and honestly I was really in no mood to be dealing with people right now. But despite how much I wanted to just drop this situation, I was having a feeling that I was really going to be having no choice but to just try ad contact Izzy. I was having a feeling that whatever the hell he had been doing, and whatever his research projects were, he was honestly the one bet that I was having to make this work.

I put up my computer, and I was finally ready to be getting right to work. I had no real time to be dealing with bullshit right now. So my first question was "Izzy, I know that you do not like to talk about it, but I was wondering if you were willing to spread me some light on what your research was with Kenta?" After I sent that, I was already mentally preparing myself for him telling me to basically go on and go fuck myself.

Despite what I had been 99 percent sure he was going to say, he responded in a minute or so. "Sure, I can tell you. But that type of information is rather important, and I know how big of a deal your fucking dad is. So do you plan on trying to rat me out here?" He asked, and then I was feeling that this was a fair enough question.

"Honestly, there are a lot of things that my father has been doing lately that have been getting me kind of annoyed, and feel like I would not really want to support him if I had a choice." I said, and I was feeling terrible for going around and renouncing my father like that. But strangely enough, I was also having a strange feeling that he might have respected that. Not the renoucing, but the fact that I was indeed making my own choices.

"Mimi, what would your father have said if he was aware of what you were saying?" He asked, and I was already starting to get rather fucking overwhelmed. I really did not want him to be the one asking me questins, since it was always making me feel like I was just the one along for the ride.

"I think that at this point, I need to be making my own choices on the matter. I mean, if he had wanted to help me out, and actually tell me what he was thinking, then he should have just gotten right to it." After I had said this to him, I was then feeling like I just needed to focus a bit more on what we were doing.

"Well, regardless, I guess that you are just wanting the information, and I suppose that there really is nothing that I can fucking do to try and convince you of why your ideas are fucking bullshit." Izzy responded, and then followed up with another question. "What are you wanting to really know though? Intel on your daddy, or something else?"

"I want know why he is constantly lying about the materia that he had found?" After I had said that to him, I was wondering why it was always coming back to that. I had a feeling that I knew what the answer was going to be as well. But despite all that, I was honestly not caring at all.

"Honestly, I don't think that a single person in the entire town is going to be able to tell you the answer that question. Every single thing that you know about it is close enough to what the rest of the town knows. In fact, the fact that you even know what it is, probably means that you still know more than most." Izzy was telling me, as if finding the situation rather hilarious.

"I mean, there are some things about this that I could really want to know." After Izzy said this, I was wondering what in the world he was planning on telling me now. "Have you heard all those rumors about the monsters that are in Wayside? As dumb as it all sounds, I think that perhaps they have a small connection here."

"I have heard of rumors, but are you seriously trying to suggest that these things are real? I mean, I am willing to believe a bit. But this is one thing that I am having to put my foot down on." After I had said that to him, I was then waiting for a response. I was thinking that with how long it was taking for him to respond, he might be kind of bothered by the way that I as approaching him.

"I hope that this might be able to convince you to at least consider what I am saying." After Izzy said that to me, he was typing another response before he sent it. "I had Matt go in and download some stuff that Kenta had stored away in the computer. I had hoped for more, only getting sixteen percent downloaded. It's better than nothing at all. Especially for him getting in teh company building and really playing risky."

"No wonder why Matt was kind of seeming on edge earlier. You basically sent him into a war zone. This whole thing just keeps getting better and better. I mean, he told me that you did, but I was sort of thibnking that it might have been bullshit." After I was saying this, that was when Izzy sent his response.

"Here you go about the monsters." After he had sent that message, there was a second one that was coming in, and this one was a picture. It was a picture from Onett from last year, which was tying me back to Matt once again. But the picture was showing something like bloody hound, with a glowing light in their eyes. "July 12 1985." Around the time of the move.

"Thanks for talking to me. Do you think that you would be able to meet up eventually?" I asked, and I was feeling like this way of talking to him was stupid. "I don't really think I would have a whole lot of time to be meeting up with you, but I would be more than willing to give it a chance." After I had said that to him, I had no idea what the hell I was even going to be doing now.

"I will see what I can do. I will try and give you anything else that I believe will help. But I believe that there is a good chance that you will need to be leaving this whole thing alone. I mean, it is none of my business, but I think that if you get too deep into this, then it might just end up making things worse." After Izzy said that, I was then rubbing my eyes, feeling that I just needed to drop the fucking subject.

I was standing up, and I was feeling that I jst needed to get away from the bullshit from my parents. In all honesty, I was aware that they were nothing more than fucking liars, and I was not going to be wasting my time with them. If they did not want to work with me, then I was not going to be working with them either. Just don't give them a fucking chance here.

As I was starting to get on my bed, having no idea what I was even going to be doing. I did not even care anymore. I was getting to deep into this, and I was going to be losing any chance that I had to just have some normal friends. If Candice was wanting to hang around and try and talk with a bunch of guys, then I was not going to be getting in their way either.

I turned around, and I was seeing that it was another email from Izzy. I was not ging to respond to it, but I figured that I did need to at least check it out, and see what the hell he was wanting to talk to me now. "Hey Mimi, whatever you do, do not let people know what you are doing. These people are going to be after you, and there is nothing you can do to protect yourself."

With that, I was starting to actually feel glad that Izzy was willing to show at least some signs of concern over me, and I was going to be letting him just know that I appreciated it. As I was heading to sleep, I was going to be thinking about my stakes that I would be dealing with later on.

The next day, I was walking out of the room, and I was seeing that both of my parents were sitting down, talking with each other. "Did you hear that Mr. Carbunkle is going to give a speech addressing all the towns issues tonight? I can't fucking wait. I am going to be voting for whichever person he supports in the mayor election." After my mother said that, I was starting to wince a little bit. I wanted so badly to tell her off here.

"Everything that he has done for this town in the last several weeks is honestly the most inspired I ever have been by a member of the next generation. Always doing whatever he can to make sure that this town lives on to see another day here." After my father said that, I was getting closer to the front entrance, having no desire to be hearing about this. Even without everything that I had started to feel about this town, I didn't give a shit about politics.

"Are you going to be watching it tonight?" My father asked me right as I was about to leave. I have no idea if he was genuinely trying to converse with me, or if he was being a total smartass who was just trying to get me to say something else to let it slip what I was planing on doing that day.

"I will probably catch a little bit of it. I honestly care about politics that much though. So I might just be focusing on whatever it is that I am doing." After I had said that to my parents, I was seeing that both of them were looking like they were rather saddened at the way that I had said that.

"Well that's a shame. Since he really is a great speaker. Nice guy as well." As my mother said that, I was feeling that it was not really worth it to argue with them about this whole thing. I mean, this was just a waste of time, And we already knew how they were going to be speaking no matter what.

"Tell me how it went. Maybe I will catch it next time. I am sure that the great speaker is going to be having another chance to speak soon." I said, and I was having no idea what the hell I was even going to be saying to this. I left the house, and I was wondering if I would have listened to this a month or so ago, before this all started.

As I was walking off, I was feelijng that it was time for me to just focus on working on my 'homework' and nothing else. Since there was really nothing else that I was going to be getting out of this. And one thing was for certain, if I was having a hard time coming around to him, there was no way in hell that the other people that I have been seeing would give a single shit.

Scene 11: Hunt Them Down

I was at Matt's house again, and I was really hoping that for whatever was going to happen, he probably would not be too angry to see me. I was wondering if Matt was going to even want to be speaking to me, given how we had interacted several days ago. In all honesty, I was having a feeling that Matt was going to probably be too upset with me by even bringing up Onett to him.

When he had answered the door, he had already looked like he had started to just find this whole situation rather strange, and probably was just trying to find anything he could be able to say to basically just tell me off. "So Matt, I know that in all honesty, you are probably not super excited to be seeing me. But I feel like if we are going to make this work, we really have no choice but to just talk." I said, and then I was seeing Matt looking rather surprised at the way that I was talking.

"Honestly, it is not that big of a deal. I mean, you had no idea what you are going to find, and you were doing the most of it that you can." After Matt said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he was sincere enough with what he was saying. I was stull having a hard time really buying what he was saying.

"Do you think that you are going to want to meet up with those guys again?" I asked, referring to Rob and Julian, since it had started to kind of seem like he was getting along with them relatively well. I was seeing Matt looking like he really had no ideas what he was going to be saying to that. He sat down, and stared in front of him.

"In all honesty, I want to see them again. But I had no idea if they are going to be feeling the same way. I mean, I really do not blame them if they are feeling that way. After all, I am kind of a bad presence in a lot of peoples lives." Matt said, and he was sounding like he was relatively ashamed of this statement.

"I mean, you were telling me earlier that you were wanting to work on friendships and really improve them all. If you mean that statement, I think that you need to be going on and giving it all that you have. I think that they would rather have that than nothing else." After I had said that to him, I saw Matt looking like he was just not wanting to hear it.

"I mean, I do want to be friends with them. They are good guys. But at the same time, I have to be honest with myself. Is that what they fucking want to have? Or are they going to be wanting something else? I don't know. And I think that is going to paralyze me." After Matt said that, I was just feeling relatively unsure.

"Well, I mean, I think that our lives are a matter of being forced to do a bunch of things that none of us want to do. It is sort of how we are going to adapt froom it that makes us who we are." After I told him this, I was seeing Matt looking like he was just kind of looking like he had no real thoughts on the matter.

"I mean, there is no way in hell that becoming better friends with those guys is going to be worse than dealing with the fact that Carbunkle is basically becoming the face of Wayside, and the guy that everybody is looking forward to speaking every time." After I had said that to Matt, I was seeing him looking like he was relatively shocked to be hearing me mention him in the first place.

"Carbunkle. I have no idea what to think about that guy. I mean, he seems like he means well enough. But to be honest, I think that there is something about him that just seems off. I don't know why, but I can't help but feel like he is lying to us all." After Matt said that to me, I was nodding in agreement on what he was saying.

"I think that with how much my parents are talking about him, and how much he is making headlines on the news reports, that it would be best for me to go on and look at it at least once. But to be honest, I feel like he is probably going to just be telling us all what we really want to hear. I mean, I doubt that he really knows who the true culprit is. I believe in that part. But everything else seems like a fucking lie." I said, and then I was shrugging, having nothing else to be saying now.

"Aren't your parents like involved with a bunch of super skecthy shit though? So trusting what they are planning on telling you might be a really fucking bad idea." After Matt told me this, I was sighing, not really feeling like he needed to be bringing this up to me, especially since I was well aware of what I was saying.

"I mean, I think that my dad at least is. I have no idea about my mom. She is probably just going along with what everybody else says at this rate, and is not really able to make up her own mind on the matter." After I was saying this to Matt, I was feeling kind of bad for throwing my mom under the bus like this. But I honestly did not care.

"But regardless, I think that despite everything else, I guess that we are closer to finding out everything than we were back in the day. I doubt that we have everything we will need, or be close. But I suppose that this is not that big of a fucking deal." After I had said that to Matt, I saw him looking like there was a lot of other things he was considering.

"Matt, you were telling me that you were strongly considering the reality that your parents have been playing a game of deception? Do you still think that there is a chance of this being true?" I asked, and then I was sighing, feeling that talking about this so fucking loudly was probably going to be a bad idea. But I honestly did not care.

"Yeah, I mean, I think that at this point in time it is far more likely to be true than not. I wished my parents were not going to be playing this game with me. But deep down, I feel like there is no way that something like that is going to happen. So with that, I am going to just try and make the damage slightly less bad for my family. Besides, I don't want T.K. to know what I believe now.

"Yeah, I think that if he knew what you were considering, he would basically have a fucking fit. I thin he would be basically trying to get you to swear a million things up and down about making sure that no matter what, you are going to keep him on top of things." After I had was telling Matt that, I was wondering if keeping T.K. safe was what I was needing to focus on, and not this whole thing on Gumball.

"Besides, I am sure that he is already considering a bunch of random bullshit on his own. As if he was being the one who would have been able to save this town. I mean, at the end of the day, I think we both know that something is going to come along, and throw us all in for a fucking loop." Matt was saying, and then I was feeling like there was one better place to be having this discussion at this rate.

"Honestly, I think that we need to go on and talk to Joe at the cafe. It is honestly a terrible idea to be having these discussions out loud. But I am sure that you already fucking knew that." I said, thinking that it was not possible for him to not be considering this. So with that, Matt was rolling his fucking eyes at me.

"I hope that he is even willing to talk with me in the first place. I just feel like the two of us are going to be a rather odd team this whole time, and in all honesty, I feel like he might just be kind of tired of talking to me all the time." After Matt had said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he had wanted to find a way out of this.

"And besides, it might be a good idea to go to that cafe so we can watch part of that broadcast related to Brad." I said, and then looked at him, wonering what he was plannng on telling me. Matt sighed, feeling like he wouldn't argue this idea.

But I think that Matt was considering what I was saying about it not really being safe to talk about this out loud. "I mean, I would rather deal with that uncertainty than deal with people coming all over the place and claiming that we are going to be some thug criminals or whatever." After Matt told me this, I was seeing that he was looking slightly more aware of what he was doing.

So with that, we were starting to head to the cafe. And in all honesty, I was wanting to talk to Jim for a bit, and I was using this as probably my main excuse of being able to go. I was just hoping that Matt was not going to be seeing the game that I was trying to fucking play with him, and think that I was some fucking liar or whaever.

"There are also a lot of people that I want to have the chance to really get to fucking know." I said, and then Matt was looking at me, as if feeling like he would pretend to entertain my idea for a bit. I shrugged, having to consider if he even liked these people in the first place. Althogh that had nothing to do with my answer.

"I want to be able to become friends with Tai and Sora. I mean, I feel like I kind of have started to work something with you and Joe. But when I talked with Sora, it seemed like we were only finally starting to kind of make up for the fact that I was honestly rather rude to her on the first place." I admitted, not really feeling like it would make much of a difference to be saying all of this stuff well after the fact.

"Well, I mean, Tai is a hard person to get to like. I mean, he seems like he is showing some level of self awareness now, which is making it somewhat better. But even for me, it is something that can be a bit hard to fuckinbg handle." After Matt said that to me, I was wondering if he would have been willing to tell me more about this.

"But regardless, I don't really fucking know. I think that he is just trying way too hard to be a ass kisser with his younger sister, trying to make it seem like she is a great person, and that she has any right to try and determine what Matt needs to do with his life. It is honestly so god damn over the fucking top." Matt said, and he laughed at this statement as we were finally getting to the cafe. And once we were inside, I was seeing that the television was already on to the broadcast with Brad.

"You have been rising in popularity a lot in recent weeks with your hard work at the company." The interviewer said, and then Brad was taking a casual hand wave as if to show that he had been planning on this the whole fucking time. I sat down, willing to give it a chance.

"Honestly, I am doing the main thing that many people refuse to do in this town. Come through and stand up to the issues of this place. Nobody is willing to admit that we live in a corrupt society, and I am making sure that I can do whatever I can to keep Wayside a place that can be respected." Brad said, and then the interviewer jumped to the next question.

"I heard that you were plannng on addressing the recent deaths tonight. Do you have something that you would like to say about that?" After the interviewer asked that, Brad nodded, and I was seeing that he was adopting a much darker approach, as if he was talking to us.

"In the last month or so, many people have ended up dead. Good people who have been working hard for Wayside, and had given their lives on the line. These people had been giving it everything that they fucking had to make sure that they did what was right. And then to have their entire lives destroyed because of a bunch of people who are starting to become scared of what will come to them is unacceptable." Brad said, and then continued.

"What do you plan on doing about the issue? I heard a lot of people who talk big, and never did much. Always going away in history." After the announcer said that, that was when Brad messed around with his tie for a bit, which seemed both unprofessional and a clearly deliberate move.

"I will hunt them all down. I will poor all my money and resoruces into finding out what had been happening. I will not make loose promises like others. I will spend every minute learning the truth. And when they are caught, they will all be arrested, and if they resist arrest, then I will have no choice but to kill them myself. I will not enjoy it. But I will do it if it is nesscary." Brad said, and that was when the stage was quiet for the first time.

"Do you believe that they might have had good intentions and lost their way, or do you think that they were acting out of pure evil?" After the interviewer asked Brad this, I was feeling that everything that he was going to be saying now as going to be entirely a call out to us, and that was scaring the shit out of me.

"I believe that they had a vendetta against somebody, and then once they had their fifteen minutes of fame, decided to capitilize on it and spread havoc through the time. I don't think it's a matter of good or evil." Brad said, and I was rather shocked to be hearing him even admit that much for us.

Jim was looking right at us, while the show was still going, and I was seeing that there was a level of anger in his eyes. "This is why it is a terrible idea of you guys to be getting involved in all this stuff. I seen how that guy does his things. He might be the most determined man I have ever met." After Jim said that to us, he was shaking his head, and then had nothing else to say.

"I mean, I can't do anything about Joe, since he is legally old enough and probably already is too far gone. But I want to try and make sure that you guys do not get too far into this shit." Eventually I saw him looking like despite everything else, he was actually kind of feeling bad for all of us.

"I mean, I hardly even knew that this guy was so popular until recently. He has always been doing what the boss wanted him to do. I have a feeling that he probably already knows who the culprit is, and is just using this to get some fame. And then when he is feeling like he got peoples attention enough, he will get the publicity that he is wanting." After Jim said that to me, I was sighing, and in all honesty, I was starting to feel that would make some sense.

"Did you ever think that he was a good guy at one point?" I asked, and then he was shaking his head, as if having no real thoughts on the situation. Probably thinking that this whole debate was going to be too much of a throw back to his past.

"I mean, I do have some respect for the guy, and I think that he might be onto something if he is willing to work with others. But at the same time, I am convinced that he might just be too far gone. Shame because for a while, I at least thought that he was having some good intentions." After he had said that to me, I was shaking my fucking head.

"But in all honesty, I feel like I am more worried about what is going to be happening to you guys. That is what I just want to keep an eye out on." After Jim was telling me this, I was taking a long and deep breath, having nothing else to be telling him. As I was thinking this I was feeling like I needed to make a hard response.

"I think that at this point in time, it might be best for us to just relax and try to wait things out. Maybe if we do that, then we could be able to slowly move beyond this whole thing." After I said that, I was looking right at Matt, wondering what he was going to be feeling on the matter.

Eventually, that was when Joe was coming inside of the cafe again. As he was looking at both Matt and I, and then at the television, I was seeing that he was looking very much in the same league as Jim in what he was believing about this whole situation. "This whole fucking fiasco is going to be getting us all killed. I think that he is going to be pointing to people like Tai soon enough. I really think that I am going to have to try and leave it alone after this."

"Why would he be going after Tai more than the others?" Matt asked him, and then Joe was shrugging, as if thinking that it was all making sense when somebody was able to really think about it. I was just sort of there, wondering what was going to happen. Jim looked like he was rather uncomfortable with this entire conversation. Not that I could blame him.

"I mean, if what you tell me is the truth, he was the one that found that camera in the forest. He knows more about this than anybody else. I saw how he was handling himself. I know more than probably either of you that he probably has put his name on the radar to anybody involved in this shit." Joe said, and then he was shaking his head, wishing to get himself out of this discussion.

"I guess that makes sense. But for some reason, I feel like they might be more willing to leave him alone, with Kari and all." Matt said, and he was sounding like he was actually more just trying to defend Tai a bit. I was shocked at the way that he was doing this, since in all honesty, I never really thought that he would have been the type of person who was really going to try and stick out for Tai a whole lot.

"Either way, I think that it would be best if I tried to convince him out of this. I think that it might also be good that all of us stop going in groups. Soon enough, people are going to suspect that we are doing something. Even though we are not. But that doesn't matter. If Brad wants his case fulfilled, and to give people a sense of peace, then Lazarus is going to fucking force it." Joe said, and I was trying to take in the level of brute realism that he was saying this with.

"I think that we need to take what he is saying seriously Matt. I mean, this guy does sound like he is pretty serious, and I do not really think that it would be worth either one of our lives. Besides, with T.K. in the mix, if he knows that you are trying to get out of this as well, then perhaps he might take this more seriously." I said, considering the idea that he was just doing this by now to be getting Matt to be upset at him.

"I have been telling you guys this the whole fucking time. Nobody was willing to listen to me, and see that this whole fucking thing is a giant mistake. I can't even be surprised anymore if you guys end up dead. Please for gods sake, just let it go." Jim suddenly said, and then all of us were looking right at him.

"This is really not your fucking fight to be doing this. I wanted to let you guys be safe. I wanted to support you in all of these fucking insane endeavors. But you guys are making it extremely hard for me to be taking this calmly. The best way out of this is jail. And you guys are all way too young to be dealing with jail, trust me." Jim said, and I was wondering if he was talking about personal experience when he was saying this.

I was then standing up. Despite the fact that I was not enjoying the way that Jim was reacting, and was feeling like it was all way too fucking personal, I was feeling that perhaps he was right in everything that he had been saying, and I was feeling that it was all our fault that we had been getting him to be feeling this way.

"So Joe, do you want to talk to Tai about this? I mean, he might be willing to listen to you. It seems like he has gotten closer with you than anybody else besides Sora. And she already seemed like she was the least willing to be involved with this whole thing in the first place." I said, and I was seeing that Joe was looking like he was paralyzed by the way that I was bringing him on the subject.

"I will try and talk to him. But he might be feeling like I am having an ulterior motive to this. Probably will not be willing to listen to me." After Joe said that to me, I was seeing that there was a fatigued look on his face, and I was wondering why in the world I was trying so hard to get him to open up now.

"Just try and explain to him that he should be doing this for his sister Kari. Maybe he will be more willing to listen to you if you tell him that." After I had said that to him, I was seeing him laugh, as if thinking that this was the best joke that somebody could have told him.

"If you are talking about doing things for Kari, then it is the exact opposite picture that you are thinking. Kari wants him to do everything that he can to find out the truth. She does not care what Tai will have to do, as long as the results are coming along the way that she is going to want it. If anything, she will be the hardest to convince." Joe said, and then I was seeing that the look on his face was dead serious.

"Shit. Well, I guess that there is nothing that I can fucking do about that then." I said, and then I was looking at the town street, and then I was wondering what I was going to be doing. As I was getting to the entrance of the cafe, I was grabbing the handle very tightly, scared of what I was going to tell him.

"I can't fucking quit. No matter how fucking tempting it might be. I am going to have to go through and look further into this. I made a fucking promise to a young man, and I think that he is going to be more broken than anybody else if I fail at this." I said, and then I was shaking my head.

"Maybe one of these days, when you know that it is a matter of life or death with a person, that you are not going to be dealing with any bullshit from anybody. But I guess that there is nothing that I can do about it now." After I had said that, I was walking out of the cafe, and I was feeling that perhaps I would need to be meeting up with Tai on my own right. He might say no, and he might not like it, but I was feeling that if I tried to speak with him, he might be willing to see that I was just doing what I could to do the right thing.

I was feeling slightly bad at the fact that I was not giving them any fucking context at all. But I did not fucking care. Perhaps one of these days, I was going to be having the courage to tell them more. Maybe one of these days, I was going to have a actual argument on what I was feeling. But until then, if ever then, I was going to just be trying to see what I would do to make it better for us all.

And for all that I knew, maybe the other members of the group were actually going to respect the fact that I was trying to keep a new perspective on this all. Maybe they were going to respect the fact that I was feeling like I might have been doing the right thing. I was just hoping that my way of going at this all was going to be making a slight impact at them.

All that I knew was that tomorrow, I was going to be walking to Tai's place, and I was going to be talking with him about all the issues that I was having, and I was going to be making him try and listen to reason, if it was at all fucking possible to do so.

Scene 12: The Boy of Courage

The next day, I was heading right towards Tai's house, and when I was getting there, I was wondering what he was going to be saying to me being here in the first place. I knocked on his door, and I was feeling that ths type of situation was happening quite a bit, and that most of these days was just people knocking on other peoples doors, and waiting for an answer. That situation kind of put a small smile on my face.

Eventually, Tai answered the door, and Kari was right there behind him. As I was seeing his face, I was clearly seeing him looking like he was a little bit broken, and I was wondering what in the world I was going to be doing to really get him to think that I was in this for the right reasons, and not just harassing him. "So Tai, how have you been today?"

"Doing alright. But this all seems rather strange. What are you planning on talking to me about?" Tai asked, and then I was feeling that maybe I just needed to be honest with him, and not really be lying to him about our impossible chances to him. Maybe that level of honesty was going to win him over.

"Look, I understand that your sister was rather rude to you, ad made you feel like you need to do all of these crazy things to show her that you are not a bad person, or whatever. But dude, this Brad guy is serious. He presented a fucking monologue about what he is going to do to people who have been spreading fear and panic in Wayside. He will find a way to make us the culprit." I said, and I was seeing that saying this was not going to really convince him.

"It is more than that. I mean, people are going to be aware that he is probably bullshitting. Not a single person I know doesn't bring their issues with this town to this company in some way. We do not really need to be worrying about this." After Tai had said that to me, I was feeling like this was a terrible misassumption.

"If you honestly believe in that, then you did not see his presentation last night. That guy has the audience that can spread far and wide. The people fucking love him. There is no way that you guys are going to win if you try to look further into this." I said, ad I was feeling that maybe if I fought harder with him, he would listen to me.

"What do you think that I am needing to do then? Let my sister fucking hate me, and act like I am the worst person ever, over something as simple as this? I mean, I can't let her feel like I am letting her down." After Tai told me this, he looked like he was rather fucking sad at this.

"I am sure that your sister would rather be mad at you for a while and then get over it than you fucking dying. I mean, seriously. This should not even have to be a fucking debate." I said, and then I was shaking my head, unable to fucking believe that I was telling him this in the first place.

"Well, in all honesty, if people are going to think we have something to do this, then they are going to be finding Izzy and his connections. I mean, we are screwed either way if there was anybody that suspects us." After Tai had said that to me, I was then starting to put what he was saying into consideration. I mean, I did not have to like it. But I would be lying if I said that it did not make sense.

"Fine. I guess that this is true. I mean, I do not have to like it. But the truth is that there is really nothing that I can fucking do about it anymore." I said, and then I was shaking my head. Unable to believe that I was almost agreeing to the idea that signing our lives away was a good idea. But I was just trying to be looking at this from the relatively positive way.

"And besides, look deep down... Were you seriously thinking that I was going to be listening to this whole preaching shit? Sooner or later, I think that I was probably going to be looking back into this anyways." After Tai had said that to me, I was sighing, and I was starting to feel like arguing with him was not going to be getting myself any fucking points at all.

"Well, tell me that there was something that you found at least. I mean, surely we got to be having some fucking clues on what we are going to have to be doing?" I said, and I was mainly doing this more as a plea for desperation than anything else. I needed Tai to be giving me some fucking form of hope here.

As I had said that to him, I saw that he was looking like he was looking kind of unsure of what he was going to be telling me. "I am starting to think that the crystal cave that Ocho was talking about might be the best way to be going at this. I mean, finding it might be a waste of time, but if we do find it, then I feel like that confirms more of less a lot of the stuff that is going on here." After Tai was saying that to me, I was still feeling like this might have been a bad idea.

"God damn it. This whole thing is going to be a fucking goose chase and we both fucking know it. Maybe I can try and get Matt to tell me more of what he had found at the broadcast station, since that might be something that gets us some fucking shit." I said, and I was shrugging, thinking that this was a going to be the best bet that we had.

"Do you think that you are going to try and talk to him about this? I mean, I think that he might not really want anything to do with me. As sad as it is to admit. He probably just does not really like me at all. And the worst part is that I think he likes me more now than he used to." After Tai had said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he was kind of ashamed of this.

"Honestly, I have no idea what the issue between the two of you is, but I think that you guys need to start to fucking turn that shit around. If you guys do that, then maybe we are going to have a better chance of making this whole thing work out. Maybe I can go to him, and you can come wth me, and you can just sort of hang around while I do the talking."

After I had said that to him, I was seeing him looking like he was wanting to deny this idea, but that he was just too out of this to even try and argue anymore. "Alright, I guess that I can try and go along with it. I mean, what is the worst that can really fucking happen with it?" Once Tai asked me this, I was seeing him sounding kind of like he was glad we were having this discussion after all.

"Besides, I feel like there are some things that I am going to have a hard time doing without some fucking help from others. There are some people who I am sure do not believe in a single word of what I am saying, and probably think that I am only in this for personal gain..." I said, and I was sighing, feeling that it was a justified sentiment if they were like that. Which was the thing that was making thing so much worse.

"I mean, I think that the only person who did not join this for personal gain at first was T.K. With all that help that he was promising to give Tobias, I am sure that he probably was the only one that actually thought he had good intentions." Tai said, and then he was shrugging. "It's so strange how I have gotten to know you all so much but I don't know if I would really be calling many of you friends. No offense." After Tai said that to me, he was looking at me, as if hoping that his statement didn't bother me.

"Oh I fucking get it. This whole thing is just one big fucking joke honestly. One that I guess that we are just being forced to take part in." I said, and then I was shaking my head. I sat down, and then I was wondering what in the world I was even going to be telling him.

"It is so strange how I would not even be sure of saying that I know all of you. I mean, I kind of have a basic idea on what most of you guys are like. But that doesn't really mean that I have gotten to know you on a engaging level." I said, shaking my head, wondering what in the world I was still doing with these people if I was unsure of what their most basic personalities were.

"The only person that I feel like I even remotely know on a deeper level is Matt, and I think that is the main reason that for the most part, he is my way in to making this whole thing work out if we were to try and hang out more." I said, and I was wondering if Matt would have been down with anything like that. But I hardly cared.

"Thanks for talking to me. I mean, I don't really know how much it is helping us out. But it makes me feel a lot better to just have a person to talk to, and somebody who is willing to share this bullshit with me." Tai said, and then I was starting to consider where this was heading now.

"I mean, I guess that I did know deep down inside that there was going to be no good chance to be making you actually listen to me about what I was telling you. You seem like one of those stubborn guys after all." I said, and then I was seeing him looking like he was actually kind of proud of what I was telling him. As if he was proud to just be the most stubborn human being in history.

"Now let me ask you something. Is this some form of misguided courage, or just something that you are doing to make sure that you do not get your sister to hate you anymore?" I asked, and I was seeing him looking like he was actually kind of shocked at this statement.

"I guess that we will have to wait until the entire event is done before I really can be able to answer that." After Tai had said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he was actually kind of happy to be messing with me here. In all honesty, I was not even sure if I was going to be able to blame him for playing this game.

"Tomorrow I will try and talk to Matt. You can come along if you want. If not, then I don't hold it against you." I said, and then I was starting to walk off. This man was probably going to dislike me, and I did not really fucking care anymore. I needed to let Tai be doing things his own way.

Before I was heading away, Tai called out to me. "I heard that you are pledging to other people that you were going to try and be more honest wth people going forward. I am not trying to start shit up, but how is that going for now?" He asked, and then I was turning towards him, and I felt that question was a stinger.

"It could be better. But I feel like it is a step in the right direction." I said, and then I really was heading away, not wanting to give him a chance to further fucking harass me on this issue, since I did not want to really fucking hear it at all.

Scene 13: Stubborn Skaters

Before long, I was on my way to try and meet up with Matt. I did not consult with him before then what I was feeling like we needed to do. I just felt like I would be fine if I was at his house, and just explaining my point of view on what I was wanting to do. So I was just taking my time, thinking that everything was going to be fine.

As I was getting past the skate park, I was seeing T.K. skating again. As I had seen this, I was feeling like I just needed to try and see what he was feeling. So with that, I walked right to him, and then I was sitting down, wondering what the hell I was going to be telling him. "So T.K., do you have a moment you would be willing to talk?" I asked, and I was seeing him looking rather shocked to see me here again.

"Are you going to try and tell me how to live my life again? I mean, I was already trying so hard to be friends with people before. I did not need you to come along, and basically tell me that I was doing a terrible job." After T.K. had said that to me, I was wondering what the hell his problem about this whole thing would have been.

"I did not mean it like that. I just saw that Gumball needed some fucking help, and there is some serious shit that is going on. And I just want to make sure that no matter what is happening, there is a chance that he can remain safe." After I told T.K. this, I was seeing him looking like he was just not buying a single thing that I had been saying here.

"I don't fucking buy it honestly. I am just thinking that Matt wanted to find another way to be acting like he is helping out, when in all reality he really is not." After T.K. said that to me, I was feeling that everything was going to be coming back to Matt, and this whole thing was just becoming fucking tiring.

"Well, you are allowed to believe that I am lying if it makes you feel better. But that is not the truth. I just feel like when I see you guys doing all this stuff, it makes me feel like I am a terrible person, when you are all so much younger than me, and doing so much more with your fucking time." After I had said that, I was wondering if I was going to be getting him to see that I was being sincere.

T.K. was looking at me, and I was seeing that he was still not sure of what he was going to be telling me. I sighed, feeling like I needed to give some fucking bullshiy presentation on what I was feeling at that current moment. "Honestly, I know that I have been making a lot of mistakes in my past. I lied a lot. And I still have been. But there is one thing that I am telling the truth on."

"That is the fact that I know that there is somebody out there who really needs my fucking help, and I would be wrong to just let it all fucking slide. And now that I am trying to do something right, it feels like everybody is just against me, and just wants to act like I can't do anything right in my life." I said, and then T.K. was starting to walk on towards me.

"Do you think that there is a chance to help out Gumball?" He asked, as he was sitting down on his skateboard. "I mean, I have gone too deep into this shit to want to quit right now. I wish that I could leave this whole thing behind. But that is just never going to fucking happen."

"If we are to just focus about Gumball, I think that things will be a lot better. I believe that there is a chance to help him. I just think that doing so would require a change in fate. And I thinkthat to do so, we need to make sure that his siblings might need to be safer." I said, and then I was seeing T.K. looking like he was relatively confused at the context of this one.

"What the fucking hell does his siblings have to do with anything? I mean, they are just seeming to be totally out of the fucking picture." After T.K. said that to me, I was then sighing, feeling like perhaps I was needing to just break all the fucking rules even more than I had been.

"I found out when I was looking in the fountain, that they had both also been killed. And that his girlfriend is gone. And that is what is making him do all this shit in the first place." I said, and then I was looking right at T.K., feeling like this whole thing was a big fucking joke.

"You keep mentioning this fucking fountain, but you refuse to be telling me anything about it. I feel like that is what my next question is going to be about." After T.K. said that to me, I was feeling like he was going to force me to bring that up again until I finally got the answer.

"The truth is that I have no idea where it is. I think that by constantly brining it up, I am only making things worse, and that I just need to fucking leave it alone. But this has nothing to do with the main points that I am bringing up." I said, and then I was starting to become more firm with what I was saying.

"Sorry for bringing it up all the time. I should have never even talked about it in the first place." After T.K. was telling me this, I was really having any idea where the hell this whole thing was even going to head. "So Mimi, what the hell are you even going to do now? I mean, you try and act like you have a great fucking idea. But you are not giving me any reason to hinge all of my fucking bets on you."

"I never once asked you to hinge all your bets on me. All that I am asking you to do is just believe in me. And what I am going to do is just see what in the world I can learn about the lies and deception that had been laid down on this town this whole time. I will have to break into my fathers work office to learn more, as I fucking fear." After I had said that to T.K., I was feeling like this was a terrible fucking idea.

"I guess that maybe I do have to give Matt some credit for that compared to anybody else. He was the first one to really take that idea into heart. Going into that fucking radio station. What a fucking mad man." T.K. said, and then he was smiling as he had been saying that.

"And I guess that another thing that I can do is try and learn more about the campaign that Joe's dad is trying to work on. I would be rather interested in learning more about that honestly." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that T.K. was looking like he was far less excited about that discussion than he had been about the other stuff.

"I forgot all about the fact that this guy is running for fucking mayor. I have a feeling that there is something that he probably is hiding behind his back, and has to run in order to keep his cover up for a while longer." T.K. said, and he was sounding like he did not really want to even fucking think about that at all anymore.

"Maybe I will come along with Joe, and just see if he is willing to talk to us at all. Maybe that can chnage thing sup a little bit." After I had said that, I was feeling like I was starting to get a new fucking plan here. And it was all that I had needed to go along with at this rate.

"I mean, the fact is that even though I don't really fucking care for politics, it doesn't take a fucking genius to figure out that if you want any chance to win and be successful in ths town, you are going to need the approval of those people who are in that fucking tower. If you do not get them to like you, then you might as well be a protest vote. Reminds me of one man that I know." T.K. said, and then I was looking at him, wondering who he was referring to.

"Who is this guy?" I asked, feeling that I might as well just see what his feelings were. T.K. smiled, as if he was glad to be telling somebody else about this guy. A guy that he was clearly very fond of, for better or for worse. And I was just hoping that it did not go around and bite us in the fucking ass.

"A guy named Todd Robinson. He is a guy who really believes that trying to make a difference is much more important than anything fucking else. He doesn't really care to be doing this for personal gain, and he has been able to take a bunch of false charges, and tried to be turning it around in his favor." T.K. said, and then I was wondering why this was a man he would admire.

"I mean, I think that there needs to be more in a guy that you need to see in order to consider him a fucking roll model." I said, and then I was shrugging, feeling that perhaps I was being a bit harsh with him. After all, this was a guy that he was hinging everything on, and it could be turning out to be a mistake.

"It is the fact that he knows everything that is going on in this town, and he has been rather fucking honest about it all. He wants to make sure that as many people know about what has been kept a secret, that way nobody will be able to really make any of the same mistakes that he has." Todd said, and then I was slowly nodding, feeling that maybe that was something that I could be able to fucking respect a little bit.

"I guess that perhaps that is something that is good. But I guess that maybe I just never really fucking considered it before. But do you think that you are able to believe everything that he tells you? I mean, for all that you know, there is something else that he knows, that will be able to expose some of the mistakes that he made, and he wants to just try and hide it." I said, and then I was seeing that T.K. was looking like he was at least considering what I had saying.

"I believe in him much more than I believe anybody else who is involved in this. That is all that I fucking know, and that is all that I fucking need." T.K. said, and then he was taking a calm and deep breath. As if he was refusing to be taking it any further. As I was seeing his way of looking right at me, I decided that I was going to just leave it alone at this rate.

"Alright. You made your point. You are going to support this guy, and that is all that I need to know." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that T.K. was just wondering what my fucking plans were going to be now. Before I could speak, he continued once more.

"Just give him a chance honestly. He is the first person that I have actually started to believe in a very long time. It is hard for me to actually find some hope in this town. But after all of this time, I think that I finally have somebody who I can be able to look up to." T.K. said to me, and I was seeing him looking like he was just desperate to see what I would be saying now.

"Fine. I will listen to one of his speeches. Perhaps there is something in it that I have fucking missed. And who knows, I mean, you're right. He is probably going to be somebody we can trust more than we can trust Joe's dad." I said, and I was feeling so bad that I was bringing Joe down like this. Although it was not his fault.

"And for all that you know, maybe he will be willing to give you some clues on what you are needing to do more." T.K. said, and I was seeing him looking like he was just getting kind of fucking sad. "I mean, I want to be able to make a difference in Wayside. I want to show people that I am not scared of what is going on."

"You can't fucking do everything dude. You are going to have to accept the fact that there are some things that you can't fucking change." I said, and then I was wondering if I was going to have to keep that in mind when I was talking about Gumball, and not be coming off as a hypocrite.

"I know that I can't fuckng do everything. But I feel like I need to put in a honest effort. I mean, wouldn't you want me to be doing that as well, if I were your son?" After T.K. asked me that, I was really having no idea what in the world I was going to be able to tell him. It was a bit sudden.

"In all honesty, I have no idea what I would want my son to be doing, if I ever did have one." I said, starting to feel like perhaps I just needed to try and find something else to be saying in order to keep him from turning this around against me, for some fucking random reason.

"To be honest, I have no idea what in the world my parents would want from me. But to be honest, I am unsure if I even care what they are thinking. Especially since I am sure that they are making a bunch of lies to me, and just trying to be misleading me on their own mistakes." T.K. said, and then he was looking like there was a level of pain in his face.

"I just wish that my parents would tell me some of the things that they are hiding. If they would be more honest with me, and they would just give me anything, then I would be so much more forgiving than I ever have been. But they have done nothing to make me feel like they earned that trust. And I fucking hate them for that."

Scene 14: Decieving My Best Friend

I was hanging out with Candice again, and to be honest, the entire time that I was there, I was feeling like a million fucking things were running through my fucking mind. I was tired, and I was feeling that if I was lying to be protecting her, then perhaps it was fine after all. I was at the point where I was just trying to justify being a terrible person in a strange sense.

"So Mimi, what the fucking hell are you even planning on doing?" Candice asked me, and then I was looking right at her, wondering what I was going to tell her. "I mean, you have not been yourself at all, and I get what you are trying to accomplish. But it is a lie." She said, and then the way that she told me that made me feel utterly terrible.

"I am going to just try and give up on this whole thing. Nobody fucking respects me, and that is really simple to see now. I made a lot of mistakes Candice. I was a terrible friend, and I got too fucking far into this investigation to really make it seem like I was making a difference." I said, feeling that if I owned up to my actions a bit, then she would respect me more.

"Are you just saying that to try and make me feel better? I mean, if that is your intention, then I do not want to hear the fucking lies. Just tell me what you are planning." After Candice said that to me, I was looking at her, and she was looking like she had wanted to just skip past everything else. And I feel like perhaps she deserved that at least.

"I mean, T.K. and his fucking friends hate me. They have made that very fucking clear. They think that I am probably just wasting their fucking time. And for all that I fucking know, I really have been." I said, and then I was shaking my head, wondering what in the world I was even going to accomplish with this speech.

"You were going on about trying to rescue that one guy though. Are you going to still try to be the gallant hero for him?" After Candice asked me this, I was thinking about what she was saying. Despite her way of wording it, I was feeling that it was a valid enough question to be asking me, and one that I needed to be honest with.

"Yeah, I believe that I will try and keep Gumball safe. But probably not in the way that I was trying earlier. I think that he would probably want nothing to do with me if I was trying to pull that shit off." After I said that to Candice, I was then feeling like I needed to talk about something else.

"There is something I want to check too. A guy named Todd Robinson. T.K. was telling me that this was the one good fucking politician out there, and the only one that we really need to be working with stuff." After I said that to her, I was feeling like this whole idea was just stupid.

"I mean, I guess that I need to give him a chance. After all, if T.K. believes that he is the one guy who can really turn things for the better, than I think that maybe there is a small chance that something like this could be the truth." I was sounding like I was now finally buying into all the bullshit.

"Truth. What a fucking joke. Nothing about that makes any sense here. But regardless, I think that if you are going to be trying to play the political game instead of anything else, then maybe I can go along with it. Who knows, I might find something too." After she had said that to me, I was seeing her looking like she could not believe this statement.

"So Candice, what are your plans going to be to tackle this whole thing?" I asked, and then I was shrugging. Maybe if I had a general idea on what I was going to do, then I would sort this whole thing out. "I mean, you are always getting on me about what I am doing, but in all reality, I think we both know that you are planning on something else too."

"Hey, don't fucking try and be throwing me under the bus like this. At least I am trying to keep this a realistic goal. But despite everything that I have been saying, there are some things that I want to know. Such as what the population sees in that Carbunkle fellow." After Candice said that to me, I was looking at her, blown away that she was actually suggesting this.

"Did you see that impassioned speech that he was giving? I mean, I don't like to admit it, but I have a feeling that he might actually be onto something when he says that." I said, and then I was shaking my head, unable to believe that I was almost admitting that he was going to do good.

"I mean, I guess that I would admit that if there was one person in Wayside who might be able to make things different, it would be him. But at the same time, I feel like we just need to be careful here. I am going to try and talk to him on my own. Nothing else. I am not going to risk taking you again." After she had said that to me, I was kind of taken back by what she was saying to me.

"Do you not fucking trust me to be able to help out?" I asked, and then Candice was shaking her head, as if thinking that this had nothing to do with it, and that I just need to fucking relax a bit. I was feeling that maybe I just needed to give her a chance to explain things from her view.

"Honestly, I think that he will refuse to talk with me if I am with somebody. Maybe if you really wanted to listen, we could put a chip on you or something. But the actual in person meeting itself has to just be me." She said, and she was sounding so fucking firm with this that I was aware that there was no way in hell that I was going to argue with her on it.

"Fine. I guess that if I really wanted to know, I can always try and find a way to talk to Izzy anyways. Maybe he would be able to set me up with something." I said, and then I was wondering what it would be like to actually have Izzy at my side. He might be finding the whole set up to be a waste of time.

"But for all that I know, unless if I have somebody at my side, I am done with this. I need to be focusing on myself from now on, and just make sure that I do not make any real mistakes here." I said, and then I was starting to wonder if this was even going to be lie, or something that I was actually wanting to fucking do now.

"Hey Candice, do you feel like you will ever be able to have any hope in Wayside going forward? In all honesty, I have a feeling that I am never going to be able to fully get over it." After I had said that to her, I was wondering what in the world I was going to be saying to really get her to be thinking that there was any hope at all.

"I think that the idea of talking about hope here is a waste of time. Maybe there is something to consider with that Carbunkle guy after all. I mean, sure he might seem like he is giving off a disguise. But what if he isn't? What if he is actually really trying to do his best to really help this town out? I think the least that we can do is hear him out." Candice said, and I was really havng no what I would have said to this. Before I could be able to think of a reply, I was having somebody coming by.

I was looking over, and I was seeing that it was Rob. I was confused at what he was doing here, and why he was wanting to talk to me. I mean, I did not mind the idea of getting to know him a bit. But he was a couple of years below me, and therefore thre was never going to be a huge attachment to me.

"Hey, would you want to be talking for a bit?" After he asked me that, he was turning over and he was seeing Candice. When I was seeing her face, I was just trying to decide if she was really wanting anything to do with this dicsussion. Not that there was a whole lot we could do about it.

"I mean, if you really want to, I guess that we could. But what would you really want to talk about?" I asked, and then I was seeing Rob looking like this whole thing was just not going to be working out if Candice was still here. As if his sudden focus had been totally changing just because she was around.

"Do I know you?" Rob asked, and I was seeing that he was looking kind of just lost at this entire conversation. "I feel like I might have seen you hanging out with Mimi before?" Candice slowly nodded as he had asked this, as if to just try and find a way to get this over with.

"I think we might have met once or twice. But that doesn't matter. Can't you see that we are having a important conversation?" Candice asked, and then that was when Rob was looking down at the ground, and he was looking like he was actually kind of sad at the way that she had been acting.

"Sorry for bothering you guys. I just thought of something I would need to discuss." Rob said, and as he was heading off, I was feeling like I needed to ease the tension that was going on here. I was standing up, feeling that I was now suddenly going to become the voice of reason when I had no desire to.

"Guys, we can still have a regular conversation. Not everything has to be all nitty gritty. There is still time for friendship." I said, hoping that my way of trying to talk would be able to get them to at least pretend like they would be willing to talk to each other for a bit.

"But seriously, what are you wanting to talk about in the first place?" I asked, feeling that if he did not have a really god reason to have this discussion, then this whole thing was going to be a giant waste of time, when I could have been having a serious conversation with his friend.

"I wanted to talk to you about what you guys knew about that Carbunkle guy. I think that he is going to be everywhere, andI was wondering if you would be willing to actually trust him with anything." Rob said, and then I was sighing, not wanting everything to be turning back to Brad. I was feeling that everything going back to Brad was going to be a great annoyance.

"Oh god, it seems like everything always comes back to Carbunkle. I mean, I feel like if he was a independent agent, who had nothing to do with the company, then I would be able to buy into the shit that he is saying. But the fact that he is working for the company just makes me feel like there is something going on to get him credibility." I said, and then Iw as shrugging, having no idea what else I was going to say.

"I mean, he seems to be rather focused on only a few things. Plus the fact that he only seems to be getting popular rather recently also makes me feel like he knows something that most people wouldn't. If he was this great guy for all these years, you would think that you would at least hear about him earlier." Rob said, and I was seeing that he was clearly thinking a lot more about this than he had wanted to admit.

"I guess that's a good point. But I think that if you always really want to know what he is up to, you goy to learn about him and his past. Maybe by doing so, some of this madness would be coming together better." Candice said, and then I was starting to think for a few moments longer, having no real idea what I was going to be telling saying now.

"I think I have heard that one guy at the gas station mention him once or twice. But with a guy like that, you got to ask if it would even be worth this whole thing." Rob said, and I was thinking that it was kin dof insane how things were always coming back to Sheldon, and it seemed like nobody was really caring about that either.

"I mean, you can't be seriously thinking about trying to reach Sheldon. I feel like ninety percent of the shit that he says is just to get people to talk about him. There is no way in hell somebody would have gone through with all that shit, and would still be alive." Candice said, and then I was seeing Rob look like he was kind of annoyed at this whole thing.

"I was just saying. I am not suggesting that his way of doing things is any better or worse than anything else. I just think that if you really want to get to know more about Carbunkle, then he would probably be the first one that we should be going t.

"What's with your interest in the Carbunkle fellow anyways? I asked, not really sure why I was asking him this, since in all honesty, I was kind of being a hypocrite by asking him this. But he really did not need to have him running around like a fucking maniac as well, when he was still only a freshman in high school.

"I mean, everybody has been talking about him. He is the first person that even remotely showed any interest in talking about the assassinations that have been going on lately. For better or for worse, he is our best bet to be learning anything about this place. It would be fucking insane to not want to check this whole thing out." Rob said, and then he was laughing at his next statement.

"The reason I mention Sheldon is this: One way or another, when we find out everything that Brad is up to, and what he is like, we will learn that either he is a angel sent down by the havens, or he is the devil himself, out to wreak vengance on this world. And whichever one he is, it does not take a genius to figure out that Sheldon is the opposite of him." Rob said to me, and I was seeing him looking like he was just trying to figure out which way to take this all.

"The worst part is that we are all probably wasting our time talking about this. I mean, there is somebody out there right now who is taking people away, and is probably selling them all away to varous people. I think that whoever is doing these all is far more important than the fucking guy who appears on television all the fucking time." Candice said, and I was surprised about the way that he was suddenly changing the subject all like this for no real good reason.

"Yeah, I guess that at the end of the day, that is what it does come down to." After I said that to her, I was just feeling like this was my way of trying to be making her feel slightly better. To be honest, I felt like we were all losing track of what we were all getting ourselves into.

"I guess that I could be able to see who might be behind that. That might really be all that matters." Rob said, and then with that, he was looking like he was suddenly kind of emotionally in pain from this whole situation. "I should have never wasted your time with this. Now I look like a fucking idiot for even trying to come here."

As Rob was starting to walk off, I was seeing the look on Candice's face, and she was looking like she was kind of annoyed with the fact that Rob had come here to talk to us in the first place. "Honestly, that guy kind of gives me some bad vibes. I don't know how else to describe it." After she had said that to me, I was having no real idea on what to tell her.

"I mean, he probably just has a hard time connecting with people. He probably is still trying to deal with helping Rachel out and everything. I mean, at least he seems to be caring about the subject." After I had said that to her, I was feeling like if this whole thing keeps up then, my friendship with Candice was only going to be getting much worse.

"Whatever. I feel like soon enough, something is going to happen with him, and we are either going to pay the price for it, or he will." After Candice said that to me, she was starting to look at me as she was going off. "Trust me when I say that. And be honest with yourself when I say that you know it." After that, she left me alone complteley.

Scene 15: The Amazing World of Gumball

I was getting ready to just try and leave things alone for the day again. Not really feeling like I was going to be getting anything accomplished by going along and just trying to force a lot of people talk to me for no real good reason. But before long, I was feeling like I was needing to go on and give Gumball a fucking chance to just talk for a while.

So with that, I got up, and I was starting to head on to that house. I did not care if Gumball was going to be finding this to be a waste of fucking time. I did not care if I was finding this to be a terrible choice once we were getting to it. All that I knew for sure was that I was just hoping that whatever Gumball was thinking, he would be able to project those fears with me as well.

As I was getting closer and closer to Gumball, I was wondering if this whole thing was going to be a waste of time. I was wondering if he was even wanting to spend time talking with people like myself, or if he was going to just be telling me that he was already going to be hanging out with his friends.

Eventually, before long, I was at his house, and knocked on the door. As I was waiting for a little bit longer, I was getting aware that if Gumball did not want to speak with me, then he would just tell me that, and then I would just have to accept the fact that this was the way that things were going to be. But until then, I was going to give it a fucking chance.

As I was thinking about this all, that was when Gumball answered the door. "Hey, what are you wanting to talk about?" Gumball asked, as if feeling that whatever I was wanting to discuss, we just needed to do it and get it over with. I was then taking a long and deep breath, wondering if Gumball even knew anything that was going on in Wayside.

"Nothing much. I was worried about how you were doing. And I was thinking about some of the thngs that have been going on lately." I said, and I was feeling like just projecting this onto him was going to be just wasting both of our fucking times. "And besides, anything that isn't about the shiny gentleman will make me feel better."

After I had said that to him, he looked at me, confused at what I was talking about. Probably thinking that I was just being a total fucking idiot. "What the fucking hell is the shiny gentleman?" Gumball asked, feeling that perhaps if this was going to be the conversation that we were going to have, I might as well just let him in on it.

"It is what I call the grinding noise. I just always imagined it as a real regular grinder. I don't know though. I feel like maybe I heard the name somewhere, and just decided to adopt it." I said, and then I was looking right at him, wondering what I was going to even be telling him now.

"Oh yeah. Honestly, the grinding noise always just sends shivers down my spine. I have no idea what it is, and I think that this is the thing that scares me the most about it." After he had told me this, I was seeing Gumball just looking like he was trying to find a new conversation to be taking this.

"Hard to imagine you admitting to getting shivers. You always gave me the impression as somebody who did not want to admit to a single bad thing ever. Just stubborn..." I said, shaking my head, wondering why in the world I was even trying to connect with himm especially when I knew nothing about him.

"So were you telling me the truth when you were talking about that shit with the vision or whatever? I mean, that really scared the fucking shit out of me when you had said all that." After Gumball said that, the look on his face was sincere enough. And when I had seen that, I was feeling like I was unable to decide if I needed to lie or not.

"I mean, I did see something, but I am unsure if it was real or not. For all that we know, it could have been a fucking lie that was made to throw me off." I said, and I was feeling like that was a load of bullshit. "But I mean, I think that as long as you have fun, and enjoy your time with your friends, then that is what really matters."

As Gumball was looking at me, and trying to decide what to say, I was seeing the million thoughts run through his mind. "I don't know. I guess that it's not that fucking important. After all, I am just going to be focusing on the things that matter to me the most." After he had said that to me, I was now interested in what he had to say.

"What is it that matters to you the most?" I asked, and then he was smiling as he had heard me ask him this. As if he was waiting for me or somebody who was older to be opening up the can of worms. "I have a feeling that I am going to regret asking you this question."

"I don't know. Being able to say that if for nothing else, I had a good time. I don't want to go through this summer vacation and feel like I wasted my time. I think that is why I wanted to really start to get along with people like Tobias again." Gumball said, and I was feeling that if he was constantly going to be coming back to that, then I needed to let him know that the two of us had a discussion about that earlier.

"Well, it seems like he would be willing to give it a chance. I talked with him about it a bit, and he was saying so himself. I think that maybe you should just give it a fucking try." After I had said that to him, I was seeing Gumball looking like he was rather shocked to be hearing me actually admit that.

"Please tell me that you are not just saying that to me to be making me feel better..." Gumball said, and then I was slowly nodded, as if to drive home this idea further. As I was nodding, I was seeing Gumball looking like everything was finally turning around the way that he had wanted.

"I think that you just need to be going along at this for youself. If I was lying, then I would just be only making my reputation even worse. He said that he might not like it, but that he was willing to try and make it work." I said, feeling that I just needed to leave it at that. As I had said that, I was seeing Gumball looking like he would fucking take it.

"Yeah, I will do that. I mean, for all that I know, this entire town is my amazing world, and I just need to enjoy it more." Gumball said, and he was walking a few steps away, as he was holding his hands up. As he was doing this, and just showing the level of pure excitement in his face, I could not help but feel more attachment to him.

"So Gumball, do you have anybody else who you want to be able to hang out with more?" I asked, feeling like I got his attention at least, then I might be able to drive this further along, and then perhaps in a strange way, his life would be able to start to take off more. As we were walking along to Tobia's place, as I soon realized, Gumball gave his response.

"I want to talk to the girl that I like. Her name is Penny, and I have had a crush on her the entire school year. I want to confess to her the way that I feel." After Gumball had said that to me, I was feeling like this was going to be slightly out of my league. But despite that, I was feeling that it could give me something to do.

"Penny. Do you think that she might be able like you if you try and speak with her?" I asked, and then Gumball was looking right at me, and I was seeing that there were a million thoughts running through his mind as I had said that. But then with that, he slowly started to nod.

"She has got to. She was one of the ones that wanted to go on a date with me to that party a while ago." Gumball said, and then him mentioning this was something that was shocking to me. I wanted to know more about this party, even if it was going to totally change the fucking subject.

"What was that party? How did I not hear about this earlier?" I asked, and I was wondering to myself if perhaps I did hear about this, and I have just totally forgotten all about it for whatever fucking reason. Which would not be all that shocking to imagine honestly.

"Well, Rachel was throwing one near the end of May. She was saying that we were allowed to come to it, but on the condition that we had brought a date. Penny was wanting to be my date. I mean, for all that I know, she might have been lying to get in the party, but it was still an absolutely amazing experience." After Gumball said that, I felt like I needed to ask the next question.

"Do you think that your crush on her all started with the fact that you had went on that fucking date with her? I mean, do you really feel like you would really even care without that?" I asked, and I was wondering why I was even asking him this in the first place. I mean, it was none of my business whatsoever. But I honestly did not care at all.

"I mean, it might have. But I don't really know. I think that there was always a fondness in her. That why I had accepted her offer, after all." Gumball said, as if this was perfectly obvious. I was sighing, and I guessed that this was obvious enough. But I was still just wanting to talk a bit.

"So Gumball, are you going to be asking her out again. On a deal date?" I asked, and then before long, I was wondering if this party was having anything to do with Andrea when she had went missing. Suddenly, as I was thinking everything through, I was just wanting to ask so much shit.

"I mean, I should. Maybe when school finally gets back in session, I will try and see what she wants to do." After Gumball had said that to me, I was just taking a moment to just go along with it, and I was feeling that perhaps I just needed to help him out as much as I could.

Eventually, we were getting near Tobia's house, and as I was there, I was starting to wonder why it was feeling like I was actually doing something good when I was around Gumball. Like I was actually being an important part of peoples life... That was what I had really needed.

"Well, I think that now that you are here, you just got to do the best with it that you can. I mean, I believe that you will be able to work it all out." I said, wondering if Gumball was actually going to be listening to me. As I said that to him, I was seeing Gumball looking like he was starting to become more focused on his wishes.

"Yeah, I will go fucking break a leg." He said, and then he was taking a few extra steps, and then turned around to me, and then he laughed. "Not literally of course. Don't want to ruin my chances of making this work before I even got to do anything." He took another moment to consider before he made his next response.

"Look, thank you for trying to talk to me. I mean, you're a strange person. But I appreciate the fact that you are actually making a effort to really see how I feel." After Gumball said that to me, he sighed for a bit. "It makes me feel like I am being important in my own way. And that is what matters.

"I was just talking with somebody else about how I don't really know anybody else, and I want to try and fucking change that. One person at a time. One hang out at a time. Maybe that can help me start to be more honest with others as well." After I had said that to him, I was seeing Gumball looking totally confused at this.

"I don't know what is going on with that. But I hardly fucking care. I mean, you were nice to me, and that is all that matters. I don't know why, but I don't really care." He said, and I was glad to be seeing that he was willing to just drop the subject for now.

But then with that, he knocked on the door, and I was waiting for a few seconds longer. I was feeling that in order to respect their wishes, and to try and see if this would work out, that I needed to try and just leave them alone. When Tobias answered, he was looking right at me a bit.

"Hello Gumball. I was wondering when you were going to try and show up next." Tobias said, and he was saying it in a way that was showing a minor hint of remore. As I was hearing this, I was feeling like I had finally just done my job as a good person.

"I mean, with everything that is going on with Wayside lately, it feels like it would be nice to just try and take a fresh breath every once in a while." Gumball said, and then he laughed at this, and I was telling myself that this situation isn't fucking funny.

"Hard to believe that the worst thing we ever cared about was a random party." Tobias said, and here they were with that fucking party again. I wanted to ask so badly, but I did not want to ruin the moment. So with that, I just took a breath, and felt like I just needed to fucking take it or leave it.

Scene 16: The New Quest

I was talking to Rob again a couple of days later, feeling that with his newer take on what Brad was like was a good statement. And in all honesty, he was wondering what in the world he wanted to be talking to me about. I was taking a long and deep breath, and felt like being calm and patient was the only way to be continuing this. "So Rob, do you believe that you are going to do anything about this town? I mean, as much as I want to say that I will, I have a hard time really thinking I could."

As I said that to Rob, I was feeling that pure honesty was the only thing that this conversation was going to promise me. "I mean, I think that if I am going to be looking into this any further, I would not be doing it for anything else besides finally giving Rachel some closure to this. Since I really have grown rather fond of her." After Rob said that to her, he was sighing, having nothing else to say on the matter.

"I think that it is actually pretty sweet that you have such a hard crush on her. It does give a bit of a context to this." After I was telling him this, I was wondering if Rob was going to just be rolling his eyes at what I was telling him, or if he was willing to actually fucking take it.

"Rob, do you think that anything you will do will actually get Rachel to feel better about this though? I mean, I really do admire your goals. But the fact of the matter is that her fucking cousin is gone, and that there is nothing we can fucking do about it." After I told him, I knew that this was going to be harsh, but at the same time, I really did not care.

"I mean, I know that it is going to be a hard task to accomplish. But I want to give her real closure to this situation. Not just closure in the sense that she knows what happened, but why this happened, and where to go from here." Rob told me, and in all honesty, I had no idea where this was going to go.

"Is there going to be more to this than simple love?" I asked, and then I was shaking my head. "Forget that I ever fucking said it. I guess that maybe I am just taking this whole thing too seriously. "I mean, I guess that no matter what else happens, we can always talk about what we know."

After I was saying this, I was shaking my head, and I was thinking of something else. "I mean, there was something that has been crossing my mind the last day or so." I said, and then I was looking at Rob, wondering what he was going to be telling me. I was wondering if he even had anything to tell me. "Do you know anything about the party that Rachel had back in May?" As soon as I asked that, I saw him adopting a much more serious face.

"Oh god, I almost managed to forget about that. The truth of the matter is that this party was one of the first times that I ever even met people like Gumball or his group of friends. It was originally just for high schoolers, but Tobias pestered her enough to allow her to invite the younger students if they had a date." Rob said, and then I rolled my eyes, already knowing that part full well.

"I mean, Gumball already told me that party. That is the only reason I even knew this party existed. But I have no idea about the following stuff." I said, and then I looked right at him, and I really did not care if I was going to be annoying him when I said something like that. "But was that a labyrinth party?"

As soon as I asked him that, I saw that Rob was starting to take what I said into consideration. He was looking much more worried about what he was getting himself into. "Oh shit, I think that it might have been, now that you fucking mention it. God, how did I totally forget all about that." Rob said, having no idea what to be saying to her.

"Was that the last time that you ever saw Andrea in person?" I asked, not caring if I was going to be sounding like I was being a bit harsh. I was seeing that if I can get the context that I needed, then perhaps this whole thing was going to be making some sense. "I mean, surely you probably noticed something about her that was a bit different from the other times that you met her."

"It was not the last time that I ever saw her. But it was the last time that I remember her doing something super open like that. And she was kind of giving me a strange impression when I was looking at her. Like she was just trying to make sure that nothing was going to be happening that night. Almos like she resented the fact that Rachel had that party the day the grinder went off." Rob said, as the memories were flooding back once again.

"And she was also saddened at the fact that Ocho was not there at the party. The one thing that she was kind of fucking wanting, was the one thing that he refused to be doing. And he was making some excuse to be doing some extensive research on it. I am surprised with the way that she was looking at him afterwards that she did not break up with him. But maybe she was thinking that she was wanting to give him one final chance." Rob said, as I was finally getting a picture in my mind.

"I mean, I just thought that when I saw Gumball for the first time at the party that he was going to be the one random classmate there that people would be finding kind of fun to hang around with once or twice, and then everybody else would move on. Like it did not matter at all." Rob said, getting that picture of Gumball in his mind again.

"I mean, you can still try and see if he is like that guy or not. Maybe there is something about him that might surprise you." I said, and I was having no idea if I was saying that because of the vision, or because I was honestly starting to have a little bit of his personality rub off on me, and I was having a hard time admitting to it.

"I should try and see what he would even think of the idea? But in all honesty, I think that if I try to think about that party too hard, my mind will go crazy. I can't remember a single thing that had been happening that day. I think that I might have been drinking, and I started to just lose it a bit. I remember that Ocho did show up for that part. To drive me home, because he was trying to talk to me about how I need to be more careful here." Rob said, rolling his eyes at himself more than at Ocho.

"I wonder if that had anything to do with your eye?" I asked, not really caring if I was going to be sounding rude or not. Rob looked at me, and I was seeing that he was shocked to be hearing anybody still mention it in the first place, since it had been such a long time ago that it was hard to keep in track that some people cared.

"Honestly dude, that was from a skating accident from a while ago. There is virtually nothing to be worried about here. I always wanted to pretend like I was able to move past it. Like it was not something that I was upset about. But I guess that deep down, I always will be relatively upset about what I got myself into." Rob told me, and the situation was running through his mind all over again.

"Sorry to bring it up. Just the idea was confusing me a bit. I thought that maybe there was a small chance that there was something that happened when you weren't really aware, and it just ended up making things much worse." I said, and then I was wondering if I was going to have to start all over again from the ground up. Which was going to be a pain in the ass.

"I guess that maybe the idea of talking about closure and all that shit is just coming off as a bit of revenge. I mean, I feel like I wanted it to be much more noble, but that might not be possible." After Rob said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he was rather ashamed of what he was saying.

"I mean, I guess that there is not much to be ashamed of. Most people have something in them that they are just trying to do for more personal gain. But at the same time, it just hardly ever connects to a giant fucking theory about what the hell is happening in this fucking town, and how to get through it all." After I said that to Rob, I was hoping that by saying this, I might be getting him to feel a bit better.

"Just talking about it makes me have a million different emotions, and I feel like there is not much that I can fucking do about that. I just think that the best thing I can really do is finally get my fucking shit together, and just do something that I can finally start to feel is giving us the answers that we need." Rob said, and then he was balling his fist up a bit at this statement.

"I mean, I guess that I would not be so worried about it all if it weren't for the fact that I did make a promise to help her, and try to actually make sure that if anything happened, I would be the one who would finally turn things around for her." After Rob told me this, I was nodding at this.

"If everything that had been promised to people in Wayside was actually fulfilled, then this town would be a much better place. There are only so many times you can hear stuff about promises before you finally start to think that it is all bullshit." After I told Rob this, I was shrugging, and I was not trying to throw him under the bus, but I felt the honesty was all that mattered.

"Well, if promises were actually fufilled, then none of this would be happening. Because all those weeks ago, Shaun gave that heroic speech about how he promises to finally do whatever he could to bring everything together somehow. I actually started to believe in that shit for a bit." Rob told me, and he was looking like he was rather ashamed to admit to this.

"Yeah, I guess that there is always that to consider. But just don't take it too seriously. I think that it makes sense to be unsure of what that man is capable of doing." After I said that to him, I was just feeling like I needed to just drop it for now, and let him be having his own feelings on the subject.

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Scene 17: The One Love

Brad was sitting down in his house, wondering how long it was going to take for Shaun to decide that he did not want to deal with Brad's influence, and try to dispose the man. Despite these thoughts all running through his head, he was starting to think that there was nothing he needed to worry about when he was just doing his job. At least it was taking away from the pain that he had been living.

The whole thing started a while ago, all due to the love of his life that he had been working things out with back in the past. Her name was Victoria, and she was a margin younger than him. But in all honesty, in many ways, he still was viewing her as his equal. As somebody that he would be able to respect regardless of everything else.

...

He was in a bar, just sitting down, and trying to pass the evening off as something that he was actually wanting to live. He was seeing several people going around, and minding their own business, acting all like nothing else in the entire world even fucking mattered at all. Seeing their careless attitudes was something that Brad wished he would have been able to channel.

He was just letting his mind run through several emotions while he was watching those around him. As he was going back to his drink, he was surprised when he was hearing the opposite chair on his table being pulled out. As he was looking up, he was seeing a woman who was probably twenty two or so staring at him.

He was relatively confused on why she was wasting her time with talking to him in the first place. "Hey, I was wanting to say that it makes me so happy to finally be able to meet you in person. I read that paper you made in response to the accusations against this town, and was actually rather connvinced by them all." After she had said that to Brad, he looked at her, rather shocked to her somebody admit to enjoying that.

"What part about the essay did you enjoy? I just wrote what was coming to my head, and I was feeling like it was the one time I was really allowed to voice all of my opinions." Brad said, and then he was feeling like the face was slightly familar. So he decided to slightly change the subject, and see if she would confirm his theories.

"I guess that you already know who I am. But what is your name?" Brad asked, feeling that he might as well just try and make this subject as nice as possible. The girl looked like she was rather shocked to be seeing him actually ask her that question. Probably just assumed that he was trying to learn the name of a fan of his.

"My name is Victoria. Thanks for asking..." She said, trying to compose herself once again. And then after that, she was just trying to find something else to be saying. "Honestly, I never thought that I would be able to tell you how much that meant to me. I used it when I was working on my first year college paper. I got a good grade on it." Victoria said, and Brad laughed at that sentiment.

"Strange to hear that college professors think that my essay is actually any good. Perhaps I have not given myself enough credit after all." Brad said, and then he was considering that perception going forward. Wondering if what Sheldon had told him all that time ago was actually true after all.

"Was it true that you were friends with Sheldon Lee? I mean, that guy has a lot of stories around him, and I have always been curious to know if they are true or not." After she had asked Brad that, he was sighing, and he really had no idea what in the world he was going to be able to tell her.

"Honestly, we did get to know each other quite a bit. But to be honest, I don't know if I would be able to say that we were friends. I mean, I always had a lot of respect for that guy, even compared to the others that claim they know everything." Brad said, and he was rather sad at this.

"Honestly, I think that it might be because I actually saw that man do all the stuff that he claimed. I can confirm that every single thing that he talked about is true. I think that he has a hard time really believing that himself. And sometimes I wonder if I am going crazy as well." Brad said, wondering if that was why he was always willing to hear Sheldon's story out. Because he was wondering if he was crazy as well.

"Wow, it is a surprise to hear somebody actually vouch for him. Everybody is obsessed with the idea that he fucking is lying to everybody. But perhaps you should be going out publicly and telling everybody what you had just told me." After Victoria said that to Brad, he was shaking his head, as if thinking that would be a terrible idea.

"Honestly, if I tried to do that, I think any little respect that Sheldon had with the stuff that I have been getting involved with will be thrown out the fucking window. And honestly, he deserves better than that." Brad said, wondering why he was telling people this in the first place.

"What even happened that made the two of you start to disagree with each other more?" After she had asked Brad that, that was when he was taken aback by her question. More so of how much it was kind of hurting to really consider everything.

"I guess that it was bound to happen anyways. A clash of personalities. But in all honesty, I thought that I might have been able to find a way to make it work. Perhaps he did as well. And that was the issue that we were having. But to be honest, I just think that most of the stuff that you hear is a bit of a lie to get people to hate this place." After Brad said that to her, he wondered if she was going to be buying what he had said.

"So Brad, have you ever considered leaving the company? I mean, it seems like there are certain things about it that you do not really agree with at it." Victoria said, and that was always the question that he had hated people asking him, since it was a hard answer for him to give. Mainly because in all honesty, he had no idea what he would have done.

"Honestly, even though he has a lot of things that really bother me, I would not want to quit the company. He is one of the first people in this town who always seems like he is willing to actually change the course of this town. That is something that I can't help but fucking respect." Brad said, and then he sighed.

"That is why I came into the company. I was feeling like perhaps deep down inside, I would be able to make a difference. That enough people would be willing to listen to me, and actually take what I said into consideration, that they would actually consider me to be a asset to their team." Brad said, almost feeling like he was proud of what he had told her.

"Well, I guess that you can say that you are doing a good job. A lot of people are coming forward and saying that they are respecting your rather upbeat take in this direction. They seem to always be thinking that you are going to be the one person that everybody is going to fully rely on." She was telling him, and Brad was just trying to take that into more consideration.

"Thank you for that statement. It always makes me feel better when I hear people tell me that they believe that I am making a difference. It makes the fight so much more worth it. But who knows, I feel like there is always going to be that group of people who are going to be acting like I am pure evil. But I guess that it is not really worth looking too deep into." Brad said, wondering why he was telling her all of this.

"What do you think I could be able to do to make this town any better if I joined the company?" She asked me, and then Brad looked right at her, and he was shocked to be hearing her ask this. As if she was going to be trying to make a big statement, but was looking for his permission to do it.

"Honestly, I think that if you want to make a difference, you need to get the younger people in your generation to understand that it is already perfectly okay to just tell people what you believe. Never hide what you feel, and what you think this town needs to do to make it better." After Brad was telling her this, he was shrugging, feeling that this statement was making sense.

"But here you are, looking at the fact that you know that you are not going to get everybody to like you, and you still fight for the justice that you seek anyways. You hardly care what could be going on. That is something that I want to fucking channel." After she had said that to Brad, he was shrugging at this statement.

"I was honestly just tired of everybody being scared shitless of the stuff that is going on around them. I was tired of the lack of hope that this town was having, and I was convinced that I was the only human being here that was going to actually make this work. I guess that in that sense, I am like Sheldon. Doing something even though I know people will not like me." Brad said, having no idea why he was being so impassioned about this.

"Well, I hope that if for nothing else, you know that you have one supporter who will try and state your beliefs to every single person that they can." Victoria said, and then Brad was just trying to be feeling better about this. He wanted to so badly. But at the same time, he was convinced that something was going to happen to her if this happened.

"Just make sure that no matter what you are doing, you are going to be safe about this. If you try and go fucking rambo on this, then I will make sure that I will come in and save you." Brad said, and then he was smiling, wondering if he wanted to talk to her more. "Maybe we should meet up again."

...

And that was the start of a long love companionship between them. Sadly, all things were forced to come to an end, and when this did, that was what Shaun was able to use as a base to really drag him through the mud even more, and show him that he had complete control over the at one point low life employee of the company.