Kiku looked at the little pinpricks on his wrist and sighed. They would only get more defined. He stood and walked towards his seat, pulling up the metal and examining it. His sister never showed her prosthetic leg to anyone any more, so it must have been hard on her to bring it here with people looking at her. He began to run his fingers over the torn metal, lightly and careful. Heracles looked at him from the window, a cat laying across his lap. "Is it fixable?"
"Oh, of course. They're just claw marks... I'll just place a somewhat stronger metal on top, then weld them together." The green-eyed teen slid the feline off his lap and got up, going over to pick up the welding torch. He brought it over to Kiku, who smiled lightly in thanks and picked up a long piece of scrap metal out of the bin by his feet.
He placed the metal on top of the torn metal and flicked the flame of the torch on. Heracles watched as he began to meld the two pieces together.
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Kiku looked over to see Heracles sleeping. A small smile crossed his face as he finished welding the two pieces and set down the torch. He stood and walked over to the closet, grabbing a spare blanket from it and throwing it over Heracles, who blinked awake and rubbed his eyes.
"I have to go and get some more metal, Heracles." The raven-haired teen pulled on his jacket as he looked at the Greek. "I'll be back soon." He walked out of the workshop/house and looked up as light rain touched his face. He turned and walked towards a house in the center of the small ocean town. He knocked on the door, which opened by his touch.
"¿Como estas?" She had her back to him, blowing out a match and setting a candle down in the middle of a circle of foil. "Tengo desorganizada casa..." She turned around, brushing a strand of hair from her eyes. "Oh, Kiku, I'm sorry. Habits are hard to break if you're not from this country, sí? How are you?"
"I'm fine, and they are, in fact. Heracles and I have trouble not speaking our native languages. How are you, Roselita?" The dark-haired girl smiled, brushing off her soot-covered hands.
"Never been better. What do ya need, Kiku?"
"Metal, thin sheets, if you've got any. My sister's prosthetic leg came up with gashes in it, and I need to weld some more pieces onto it, to reinforce it."
"Mmm~ Maybe, let me check," The brunette walked to a room in the back and Kiku waited patiently. A light growl caught his attention and he looked around. A pair of eyes shined back at him, belonging to a furry head. "Fray, don't growl at Kiku." Roselita scolded lightly, shaking her head. "Here, this should do, Kiku." She deposited the metal he requested into his arms and walked over to the shining eyes, scooping up whatever it was up.
"What is it?" Kiku tilted his head slightly.
"Fray? Oh, he's a fox I found in a trap almost a year ago. Thing is, not too many foxes are around here, so I think he must've been bait for something larger. I think he's probably around eight months to a year old." Fray, as she had called it, wound his lean body around her shoulders, peering balefully at Kiku.
"I don't think he likes me very much," Kiku murmured, going back out the door.
"Probably not. He growled at Im Yong and Hyung Soo when they came for some scraps of metal, and he growled at Yao and Huan, too. Maybe he just doesn't like your family in general, Kiku. At least the males. He liked Mei Mei and Kimi." Kiku chuckled faintly and shook his head.
"So he growled at the twins. Not too shocking since Im Yong is a bit annoying. See you later, Roselita." He waved good-bye and walked away back to his house.
"You're rather stupid, aren't you?"
"Sorry, I didn't expect him to get away."
"Do better next time. He won't remember this for a while, unless he tells him."
"I said I was sorry."
"I doubt you feel sorry." A smirk.
"You're right, little master."
Sorry if the Spanish is incorrect, Winter is taking Spanish 1 in her high school.
