A Lack of Motivation
Summary: Rock chucked, "I do help out sometimes with the inn and all, I just usually… lack the motivation to work, you know?"
A/N: Here's a little story that was born on a lazy Sunday afternoon, which yet again pokes fun at Rock.
"Hey, Rock, what are you doing just sitting there?"
Rock turned his head just slightly, and spied Jack's friendly face out of the corner of his eye and shrugged.
"Don't you have anything to do?" the farmer questioned again, "Anything at all?"
Rock closed his eyes and snuggled back into the tree he was lying under in front of the inn and smiled contentedly. "There isn't anything that I have to do in the world. All that I need to do is lie here and catch some rays…"
Jack frowned and then sighed as he plopped himself down next to the blonde-haired boy, "Sometimes I wish I had it like you." he told him, gazing up at the sky. "Farming is hard work, and a year-round gig; I have crops to take care of in spring, summer, and fall, as well as animals to take care of year-round, and mining that I have to do in the winter time to keep food on the table; I work all the time, and you get to relax and take it easy." Jack paused and looked at Rock curiously, "While the whole 'relaxation' thing is nice, doesn't it get old?" he asked, "don't you ever want to do anything just to shake things up?"
Rock shrugged, "No, not really," then he smiled, "and besides, I'm not always lazing about."
"Really?!" Jack asked, truly surprised, "I mean… I only ever see you doing…well… nothing!"
Rock chucked, "I do help out sometimes with the inn and all, I just usually… lack the motivation to work, you know?"
"So, you just help out when you feel like it?"
Rock laughed nervously, "Not exactly…"
Just then, a loud, rather irritated voice cried out form the inn at them, causing both boys to jump.
"Rock! You trashed the kitchen again! If you don't get in here and clean up right this minute…!"
Rock looked horribly frightened at this point, and jumped to his feet at once. "I think I fancy having a bit of a run right now; want to come with me?" Rock asked, chuckling timidly while eyeing the door of the inn with apprehension.
"Oh, so it's that sort of motivation?" Jack asked dryly, eyeing Rock with amusement.
"Uh, yeah… so, if you want to come with me, make up your mind quick, because any second my mom will—."
Ruby then cut off Rock's sentence by bursting through the inn's door wielding a frying pan, and looking around wildly for her lazy son.
"Coming?" Rock asked, already running the opposite direction of where Ruby was currently looking in hopes of spotting Rock.
Jack sighed, and then quickly ran after his friend. He shrugged; at least Rock would get his exercise for today…
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-pyrofreeze