Cap 5 English

Two weeks have passed since young Gatuno started working. It was Sunday, his day off, and he was sitting in the backyard looking at his cell phone. He was texting with someone, his friend and classmate, Boberto. I wanted to see him in person to have a face-to-face chat with him for two reasons.

The first was to help him cover it up. It turns out that both Darwin and Anais were asking him where he went after school and why he came back so late. He knew that one day this moment would come. So he would tell them that he had to meet with some classmates for a school project or to help him with certain topics of some subject. But he knew full well that he couldn't always use that excuse.

The second was to see if he could have a little Help. Both school and… accomplice? Yes, maybe that was the right word he was looking for. He needed someone to support such statements that he told his brothers so that he believed him and that he was not lying, although the latter was true. He inwardly prayed that Boberto would help him with this.

He puts the cell phone aside and began to look at the patio. Rather to the only tree that was in it. But he only thought about what he had achieved. In the first three days of work, until he got his pay, he was somewhat happy. He had money earned through his efforts. He decided to keep it in a secret drawer that nobody knew, not even his brother Darwin with whom he shared everything he knew, that it was under his bed under a few stories.

He remembered when such a…defect was made on his floor. She was hiding under her bed from her little sister when she accidentally put her favorite doll in the washing machine... who would have thought that a little 7-year-old girl had such strength to make a hole on the mattress of her bed and the floor at the same time . Just remembering it gave him chills. When he tried to fix it, he realized that he could hide things in there. So he fixes it…his way. He now he had a secret place that only he knew.

After the second week, in fact, yesterday when he got his full pay for the entire week he worked, he was bouncing with joy. Obviously he had more money than the week before. So he quickly kept it for her. Of course, when he came to his house. He had to resist spending it on something every time he passed a store. He sometimes wondered how his mother resisted the temptation to spend his money for…well, to spend. was it due to them? For his family? Yes, that was most likely why.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his cell phone ring. He saw that the message was from Boberto saying that he could meet after lunch at a cafeteria in the mall. Which was exactly where he had met Larry. What a strange coincidence.

Nicole: Gumball, it's almost time for lunch!

Gumball: I'm coming! .- He answered the message and went straight to the kitchen. He would see his mother stirring a pot. Noticing that the dining room table was empty. He peeks into the living room, noticing his father and his brothers watching television. he shrugged and walked over to his mother. he stands next to her making her look at him, he ignores her and leans out to see the content. - stew?

Nicole: yep.- raises the ladle sipping a little. – Hmm, what do you think? - He hands him the ladle and he tried a little.

Gumball: I think... it needs a little more salt.

Nicole: I knew it. – He murmured and, before she could think, she saw how her son threw a little salt into the pot and stirred it. He takes out the ladle again, tastes it, and hands some to her. She sniffed a bit and smiled. – Yes, now it is better.

Gumball: ha! I am a chef. - She laughed a little.

Nicole: okay, Mr. Cook. Because you don't wait with the others until it's over.

Gumball: Naa.- she sees him going to a shelf.- I'll help you.- she grabs 5 plates, leaving them aside and places the cutlery on the dining room table. Then he went for the glasses and everything while her mother watched him with a smile. He went to the refrigerator grabbing a pitcher of water and two packets of juice. One apple and one orange. -eeemmm…-he quickly hides his hands behind her back and sees her mother that she arched an eyebrow. - left or right?

Nicole: um… left? – She sees the envelope that he was holding with her left hand.

Gumball: Well apple it will be. She shook her head at the childishness, though she laughed at it. While he was preparing the juice, he saw her mother put out the kitchen fire. He approaches her and hands her her plate causing her to smile at him and start serving. Then he went to the next one while his eldest left him on the dining room table while he warned the others that the food was already there. He watched as everyone else sat down and Gumball handed the plates to each of them. When his arrived, he waited for her mother to serve hers. He, while he held his plate with his left hand, grabbed the jug of juice with his right. - come on? - she to he felt, but before going to the dining room, he kisses him on the cheek, surprising him.

Nicole: Thanks for helping me, honey. he said and went to the dining room missing the blush that Gumball had at the moment.

Gumball: yes…-he quickly shakes his head to get the blush out of his face. - (I have… I have to stop thinking this way). he-she thought... but she didn't deny that she liked the display of affection.

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In the Elmore Mall. Gumball was sitting in the cafeteria while he was waiting for his classmate. He was having a soda, the same one he drank when he waited for Larry when he asked if he could help him. He was a little nervous… would his friend support his plan and lie to his brother for him? Obviously he didn't know what would happen. He just hoped that everything would work out.

?: My scans indicate that you are nervous. He was startled and almost spilled the drink on his pants from the fright of him. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. He saw how his friend sat in front of him.

He was a sleek, white robot with appendages for hands and a speaker, which lights up when he speaks. To the left of "hearing" him, there is a button that erases his memory and auto resets him. In the middle of his head he has an eye, which can record video and audio. He gave him various memories when they were kids of the things they did… although he still scared him when he went into his "combat mode" as he called it. Since he transforms into a giant robot…did he have any tendencies like the autobots in Transformers? the cat wasn't too sure about that.

Gumball: No, it's okay, Boberto. I didn't hear you coming. - That was also true... surely she weighed more than him. How did she manage without him noticing? Maybe he was more distracted than he thought.

Boberto: What do you need?

Gumball: well… I need you to help me.

Boberto: in what subject?

Gumball: matter? He said raising an eyebrow.

Boberto: Isn't it to help you with something at school?

Gumball: nonononono… although maybe you can help me with math another day.

Boberto: no problem... so why do you need me?

Gumball: okay... listen, I want what you're going to listen to be just between us. Yeah?

Boberto: is it something bad?

Gumball: No, I think not.

Boberto: "I think not" is not something you should use to ask someone for help. But I will listen. what are you into?

Gumball: It's nothing, I swear from my heart. She sighed and rested his arms on the table. - I want you… to lie for me.

Boberto: lie for you? I'm not understanding much. I think it's best to start from the beginning.

Gumball: Yeah, I guess you're right. For starters, I have a job. He nodded slowly. – and my family doesn't know it.

Boberto: not even your brothers.

Gumball: no, neither my parents, yes. It's something I'd like to keep a secret for a while.

Boberto: are they bad financially?

Gumball: More or less... because of my father with his purchases.

Boberto: I'm not surprised. - the young cat blinked several times.

Gumbal: Really?

Boberto: once I saw him buy a bum a somewhat stale sandwich for more than 40 dollars... I thought he was doing it to help him or because he's an idiot. No offense.

Gumball: no, it doesn't offend me since I even think that about him sometimes… (even my classmates think that about my father, huh?). - sigh of disappointment upon learning such a revelation. – Well, as he said. I have a job that my family doesn't know about. And since my mother is the only one who works in the family I would like to help her. I found out that she is late with some payments. And with the money that she earns, I will help her with her pending bills. I was able to convince her to give me the money so that I could go and pay her bills. And with that I will help you with my money with what is missing so that you are up to date.

Boberto: won't she realize it once she sees the bill?

Gumball: no, since she arrives tired from work and she only prepares to make dinner and goes to sleep. He nodded a little.

Bobert: yes. But when she sees the next Invoice Payable, she will see that the amount is not the same as always. Maybe she's suspicious because of that.

Gumball: hmmmm... I'll see when the time comes. As my father paid the bills and there he spent the money on any stupid thing. Maybe he doesn't realize… I hope.

Boberto: maybe it will work, yes. And what do I fall for in this?

Gumball: Well, my brothers are starting to get suspicious because I'm coming home late. Since my work schedule is after school until nightfall. And sometimes they asked me and I told them that I had a school project with some classmates... but since I have used that lie several times...

Boberto: they may ask the classmates you mentioned and see that you haven't had any school projects. - finish for him

Gumball: yes. If I get to say that I have a job with you. They would ask you and you could lie to them to make it more believable. you understand?

Boberto: yes, I can understand.

Gumball: so... would you help me with this?

Bobert: Yes, of course. – He said shrugging his robotic arms making the cat see him somewhat amazed.

Gumball: seriously? It's that simple?

Bobert: yes. You are not doing anything wrong. On the contrary, it is a good thing that you do. Also, it's just lying a little so they don't bother you and you can work in peace.

Gumball: oh thanks man! – I practically jumped a little for joy.

Boberto: but I don't think your plan will work for a long time. – His joy suddenly vanished.

Gumball: Thanks for killing my mood. Because you said so?

Bobert: to begin with. Darwin is in the same grade as us, but in a different class. He'll be suspicious of why we have to get together every day for a school project while he and his classmates don't have one. – Gumball hit his forehead against the table

Gumball: Shit, you're right.

Boberto: well… luckily you asked the right person for help. - He only sees him arching an eyebrow. - I can make a good excuse for why we get together so often.

Gumball: seriously?! As?!

Boberto: Apart from being a robot, I am a computer. I think much faster than anyone in this world. So it will be easy for me to find a lie with a high probability of success.

Gumball: Excellent!...(wait...so he's cheating on exams to get good grades?...ugh, how lucky he is) – he thought to himself, but he wouldn't hold it against him. After all he is helping him with this. - You don't know when I thank you, Boberto.

Bobert: no problem. that's all?

Gumball: Yeah, it was just that. Thanks again, friend. He nodded and they got up from the table. - You don't know how grateful I am for this, Boberto.

Boberto: You're doing something good for your family, Gumball. So it's okay to ask for some help, even if they don't know it. I will notify you by messages what lie I told Darwin or your sister so that it is more credible and you confirm it. Or vice versa.

Gumball: It's okay. Thank you very much again. - the robot nodded and left the place. While Gumball took another direction. He was calmer. Now he had one less worry to worry about and he could be quietly working… for who knows how long.

I hope you liked him, as always soon the next one. bye bye