"Poor dear, your house mates must be suffocating you. I completely understand." The old lady said fidgeting with her books."I have a present for you, my dear. I know you like these." She brought a box full of figurines and he pulled them shutting the box. He gasped.A few passersby giggled. "He is so hot."Raymond shrunk into his seat. "You don't like it?""Thanks for the gift. I can't believe that you actually remembered my birthday.""What's not to remember? I make it my priority to...now that Gladys is getting a little too old in the noggin. Nothing I can do about that except take notes.""You're one of a kind.""If you don't feel comfortable, I have a more reserved place for you.""You're the best." He said. He thought of Gladys Watterson like his real mother, the one he never had since that heatsroke that took his mother's life except for his. He walked to an enclosed space. He flipped through a book covering his eyes and he raised them to find a lady ogling at him from the sh
Stane frowned, he recalled that incident at space where the Morphian mecha was going straight for the asteroid. The Lectyrs were about to leave the atmosphere when the flare knocked them back into the earth's orbit. He could almost taste freedom until he got caught by the government after the crash.Now they would suffer the consequences. He used to be an ally to Lord Chazzon, he wanted that honor, at least to win the favour on behalf of his people and lift the burden off his people who had been enslaved. Of course the knight defeated Chazzon but he had cost him his entire army. Leaving a few. He left his son behind to die. He didn't think he would make it. He may as well own up to his actions. He held the cube. He wanted to get rid of Zack, the knight who decimated his people including his first son Hulon before he could taste freedom.Now that he had the resources. He could begin a phase of his plan where he could level the ground for his people to live without interruption..
"I am so confused right now." Raymond said.The building rattled when a large ship rose. Stane laughed. "You inklings are no match for the power I possess. Finish them.""Father." Ayron said and the canons rolled to them. Raymond glanced at the edges of the building. His breath quivered."Goodbye losers."He shot the building and it exploded. Stane smiled watching the smoke go up and the ashes raining. He was surprised that Ayron was still alive, he never once dreamed of him coming back. He was glad that they died. He had no need for resistance or a son who was hesitant and weak. The canons tore a hole through the building."That was easy. Anyway, now that that's been settled. We can move on to phase 2.""What are you doing?""Saving your life." Raymond tackled Ayron and leapt off the roof.They screamed.Lance rushed up the building and he caught Raymond zipping down."Help him!""But he's a bad guy!""Just do it!" He watched Ayron fall at slow motion and he zipped up to catch
Gwen winced at Kaia, initially she was scared of dogs and yet here she was holding a golden retriever who wouldn't let her go.She brushed a tear. "I think I need to go. You're on your honeymoon. I probably_""Just go." He whispered."Right." She whispered back. "Kaia, come on!"Gwen frowned at him. "You look stressed. We should take a walk." He said stepping down from the hut."I'd rather not.""You sure all that blood didn't go to your legs, mommy?" "No, I'll walk if I see fit_oh!" "Alleyoop!" He lifted her over his shoulder."Put me down!" She said and he spanked her."We're walking whether you like it or not."She gasped. "You're attracting too much attention." She turned red faced with embarrassment, endearment and the blood flowing to her head. Whichever way she tried to wriggle, he would pull her back like a ragdoll and the passersby laughed. "Hold still." Zack said."I'll walk." She told him. "You're embarrassing me.""No, you're not fit enough to walk or do anything." He
In the quiet of their home, Zack's gaze fell upon the remnants of last night's pizza and the lonely apples sitting nearby. With a conflicted expression, he hesitated before choosing the pizza, feeling a pang of guilt wash through him. He scolded himself for contradicting his own intentions, realizing that he couldn't always adhere to a strict schedule. Ultimately, he disposed of the empty box.Gwen ventured to the fridge, only to find the absence of her beloved pizza. Her lips pursed in disappointment as she voiced her question, "What happened to my pizza?"Zack shrugged nonchalantly, replying, "I don't know. I thought you ate it."Unconvinced, Gwen fixed him with a smug gaze, clearly unconvinced by his nonchalant shrug.Appalled by Gwen's accusation of eating her pizza, Zack couldn't help but let out a laugh, despite his desire for her to trust him. Though Gwen's lack of conviction persisted, she cleverly masked her longing for Zack to partake in healthier meals with a hint of pettin
"No.""Why not? It's not dangerous." He pestered."I think a walk will suffice.""We walk all the time, nothing memorable about that."She gasped."We're going skiing. Nothing to worry about." He said and she gulped, she had a choice to look back and cling on to her safety then risk her time together with him or face her fears.He waited. "I'm not taking no for an answer."Gwen caved in and her heart raced. She needed to. She recalled when he asked for a swim and she recoiled. She was apprehensive."I'll keep you safe, I promise." She took his hand and he lead her to the docks. She grinded her teeth and sat behind him."Hang ten." He said mildly. She shut her eyes while he revved the engines and she screamed as he drifted over the waves picking up speed, he laughed. Taking sharp turns, she gazed upon the clear sea ahead and the island, there were so many people roving around. The smell of sea air, the heat on her skin and the feel of her arms around Zack holding for dear life. He
Lance clenched his hand, a sense of mistrust simmering within him. After Prince Ayron's betrayal, caused by Rocket's mischief, Lance found it difficult to rely on the prince's word. Absorbed in his doubts, Lance watched as Rocket tinkered with a device, attempting to find any sign of tracking. "When will the lovebirds return?" Lance asked, his voice tinged with impatience. Rocket, engrossed in his examination, replied, "Sometime next week." Despite the reassurance, Lance's skepticism grew stronger. "We can't trust him," he muttered, his voice hardened with resolve.Rocket, buoyed by a sense of camaraderie, replied, "But we had a truce. Trust is key." Lance's loyalty to his friends remained unwavering, and he declared, "I'll fight for you, no matter what. I just hope Zack returns safely." Together, they embarked on their vigilance, patrolling the streets with unwavering dedication. As fate would have it, they encountered an immense titan wreaking havoc, toppling buildings with ease.
Zack and Gwen arrived at the house, their eyes taking in the impressive sight before them. "Pretty wild, isn't it?" Zack commented, his excitement palpable.Gwen glanced at the well-maintained lawn and the spacious garage. "It's beautiful," she replied, her voice filled with admiration.They stepped inside, exploring each room with curiosity. "Five bedrooms," Zack noted, mentally calculating the potential."That's a fair deal," Gwen muttered, her mind already sorting through financial plans.Zack leaned closer to her, his voice lowered. "Say, 10-14 years, and I'll be out of debt," he whispered."Why are you whispering?" Gwen asked, puzzled by his privacy. Her question echoed in the empty room, eliciting a chuckle from Zack.He rolled his eyes playfully and gestured towards a walk-in closet. "We have a walk-in closet too," he declared, attempting to change the subject."Why didn't you tell me you were getting a house?" Gwen questioned, a mix of surprise and annoyance in her voice."Beca