Isn’t the bastard supposed to be an orphan or something? He never told me that he has a family. He always said my parents found him. That they took him in when no one else would. And here is Nathan telling me the cat had a family. And that too in foe where we just left.Why did he keep this a secret from me? Or didn’t Nathan just know about Carl not having a family? I looked at the man as we resumed our walk, but he looked dead serious about it.“Carl doesn’t have a family. At least, that is what I know. Did he tell you about it?” I handed him the bottle, and he drank the remaining.“No. Your parents mentioned it to me. They told me when you see a cat come here, welcome it. Because he is your friend or something like that. Then one day, they sent me to go and get Carl’s family because they needed to talk to them about something. I thought you knew?” He spoke, looking at me back and forth.As I said, this is new. The bastard had a family and never bothered to tell me about it. Did he n
Before I entered the company, someone called me behind. I turned and found the man that I just knew worked at the company because I saw him once or twice here when I used to work here.“Oh, morning sir,” I told him.He looked at me as if food that just arrived at the table and you didn’t order it. I don’t know if it was because I didn’t dress to impress or what. But I just smiled, waiting for him to tell me what he wanted.“You are late. And I haven’t been seeing you here lately. Do you know how much work we have because you haven’t been coming here for the past month now?” He spoke, his face full of rage.I smiled, but before I could even speak he went on, “don’t give me excuses. I don’t need that. All I want from you is to work, nothing more. You can keep your excuses to yourself. Come on, we have a lot of things we need to get out of the track in the backyard,” he scolded.But I just stood there. It’s weird how some people were well informed about the news in town and yet other wer
“I suggest we all contribute. Because clearly the company at the moment doesn’t have that much money. After last months backlash I don’t think we can take more money from the accounts of the company. Least we fail to pay our workers,” she spoke.And now I come in. Luckily, she started up the conversation and not me. So, you can’t blame me for the all things.“I think we all have what to do with that money. Personally I have to run other business so my money can’t be put on this project. And I recently just bought those shares at a huge price, grandmother. I thought we were only share orders. What happens to the company is supposed to be handled by the owners of the company. The ones holding higher shares,” I looked from father to her.There was silence for a while. I looked around and we were only about seven of us. Father and grandmother included. So, I presume grandmother and father might be having higher shares. Hence, this concerns them more than us.“I support what he just said.
Everything went better than I actually expected. But I was not feeling okay about it. My heart was in pain. Was I too rude or both father and grandmother? Was I changing into some brat that thinks the world revolves around money?But again, I was just trying to do what I needed to do to make them see what they did. To make them realize what they were trying to do will not work on me. That was all I needed to do at the moment. Make them know what they did to me was bad. Treating me like an outsider when I was their in-law was not fair.Why was I not feeling good, though? Maybe I went too far with the stance I just did inside the meeting room. Father mostly. He looked sad and mad. Not at me, though. At something, maybe himself. He looked genuine when he was talking to me about me forgiving them for what they did to me. But I wasn’t just sure if I needed to do that. Knowing them too well, they were planning something that they will use against me. Something to protect no one but themselv
“Carl, I cleaned you armour and took it you room. You can put it on now. I think we need to talk to Thought about who made that armour. Have more of them made for you since you don’t like clothes,” Maria spoke as we walked into the leaving room.I looked at Carl, and he just looked me back apologetically. “Maybe I was a bit dramatic. But I never like these things. And thank Maria for the gesture. I would love it for you to talk to Thought about my armour maker. Unlike some people you are trying to help me,” he glared at me and walked upstairs, jumping like a little girl.What was that for? I was trying to help him and he came to me complaining about her giving him clothes to wear. And now he was telling me I was the one being unreasonable, and I was the bad guy in the story. That cat needs to learn to respect me more than the owner or the house and his owner.Maria looked at me as he laughed died down after seeing the way Carl jumped to his room. “How was work?” She asked as she took
“How dare you take that cat to a strip club?” I asked, Thought as I paced up and down at his mountain. After I finished chatting with Carl, I decided to come here and have a word or two with Thought. I needed to talk to the man. Both about him telling me the location of the person that made Carl’s armour to make more and about him taking Carl to a strip club.“That was a bit irresponsible, don’t you think?” I told him.But he seemed not even to be paying attention to me. He was walking around doing something that for some reason; he refused to tell me about. He was making something like a potion. Because there was a huge pot in the middle and it was on fire. Some green smoke came out as things boiled inside.But I didn’t press on the matter. I allowed things to be. Things to go the way they needed to go. Allow him to do his thing and not ask questions.“Thought, I’m talking to you, you entitled brat,” I told him just to get him to listen to me.He turned with a smile. He was having a
A second from the other, we appeared inside the strip club. It was dark inside. I wonder why none of them payed attention to us as we arrived. But they might be too used to having people appear and disappear anytime. The place was noisy. Music and people shouting here and there.There were creatures of all kinds, weird talking lizards, bears, and I think I saw a cheetah at some point. Then people, which might be wizards like me, werewolves like Joseph, shapeshifters to be general.Overall, the place was for all magical beings. They were all welcome. And there was a sign that read just that.We walked to an empty table and took our sit. Then a bear walked to us. And it seemed way too slim for a bear. But we did ask or stare. It was a strip club. She might have lost weight to feel welcome here. To be part of the show. For her not to feel left out and not too bad after seeing the women in front striping.“We will have butter beer please,” I told her. But I noticed some eye contact betwee
Both Carl and his potential wife hang in the air as some blue eliminating light rounded them. Then they were about five men standing to their side. Smiling at us.They all wore black coats and matching hats. With military boots and leather pants.As I said before, we should have stayed at home. I thought I need an escape but this way far worse than me been at home and talking to Vea. Helping her with his marriage issues because I just went through that as well.Rather than have five wizards trying to kill your cat and his girlfriend.The magic flavor I sensed in the hair was different. Not like the usual wizard flavor most people have. Something new and strong. And that scared the crap out of me.“Okay. Let’s talk about this. I know he can be a handful, but that is because the beer he took was way too strong. We can talk about this. I will buy you all the beer you can get,” I told them as I raised my hands in surrender.“Do you seriously think they are here for the money? They managed