Disclaimer: Hellboy doesn't belong to us
Rating: M just to be safe because... just because
Oh! And before I forget, this is "talking", this is 'thinking'. Have a pleasant read.
Hellboy – A place to belong side-stories
Crazy Abe Hobbies
Chapter one
For an intellectual, nothing is a more slippery slope toward cultural suicide than boredom.
(Abraham 'Abe' Sapien)
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The Rubik's cube
Part one.
Abe Sapien knew and always said he wasn't good at solving problem. Three decade and he only completed two sides of his old Rubik's cube.
And now he had a new one. Liz found it in town in one of her supply run. Found it in a garage sales she said. She got it as a joke, so he could distract himself.
An old toy someone played with twice, gave up and probably never touched again.
Brand new with all the color mixed up, not even as side halfway done.
Three decade it took him to complete two sides.
Three. Over thirty years.
And he would have to begin anew.
Abe looked around for something else… Anything… else.
He already went through every single book in the house a dozen times and Liz wasn't going to the library until Friday. Therefore nothing different until then and they're no new magazine before next month. Honestly, he didn't care if she brought back novels, bandes dessinée, biography, comics, manga, magazines, manuals or even a few pamphlets so long that he got something to read.
All those little squares of colors, taunting him... for three decade.
That feeling when you worked at something for so long, putting time and effort in it. A project you keep on the side for grey afternoon that you keep telling yourself that one day you would finish it and it will be the most glorious feeling you do…
Then you lose it. Gone forever. You even forget about it and move on with your life. But somehow, the same thing land in your laps again and then when you have it in front of you…
You ask yourself: Do I really want to start from scratch again?
To put all the sweat, tears and blood in what is theoretically the same thing again?
THAT feeling?
…
Nope.
He wasn't that desperate.
He could go swimming again. One of the advantages of a Fishman living beside the sea…
Or maybe there was another rerun of Coronation Street on the TV he could watch. Again. And after that intellectual abyss, he would just hang himself afterward in regret and Hellboy and Liz would have to stop him again…
'Sound fun. Let's go with that.'
And the Rubik's cube just sat on the counter for a while.
Dun dun duuuunnnnn!