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//TW’s! Mentions of Weapons and Not allowing someone to eat //
I looked out the window of the Volvo that Philza was driving. It was a sort of grey blue car only it was really dirty and had some sort of mud-like substance along the rim of the car. The inside was very clean grey leather seats lined with a thin layer of dust. I looked out of the window next to me. Outside it seemed like there was a sea of trees. Never ending.
Everything was so peaceful. So calm. We turned down a long winding dirt road that I think I may have been down before.
It was only when I noticed the Field Lemon Elm Trees. A rare type of tree that only grows in or very close to the area of L’Manburg.
“You All live in L’Manburg!?!” I said excitedly. I think I was a bit too loud because Techno just looked at me funny before Philza responded.
“Yeah we do Mate! We live in Pogtin.” He chuckled, his laugh made me feel so warm inside.
“Pogtin! Really! I’ve got a few friends who live there!” I smiled.
“Really? Who?” Wilbur asked curiously.
“A person named Eret and a Girl Named Niki! They own my favourite cafe! Well mainly Eret because She started it but that doesn’t matter! It’s called LG-” I started but then quickly stopped remembering what Mr Vince had told me. No gay stuff. Ever. It’s not acceptable. I was quickly snapped out of my thoughts by Wilbur responding.
“LGBTeaQ+? I’ve been there, I’m pretty good friends with Niki! Eret on the other hand… Me had them, well uh, He and I haven’t had the best relationship…”
“I think you should make up, they're so kind and forgiving! I’m sure they’ll forgive you for whatever happened between you two.” I said hopefully.
“As much as I would like that, That most likely wouldn’t happen. I messed up when it came to us.”
“What happened?” I asked, probably pushing too far.
“Stop being all sappy and shit we're home.” Techno said interrupting while glaring at Wilbur.
I got out of the car after everyone else did and went to the back to grab my bag which Techno was already holding…?
“Oh, um, I’ll take my bag you don’t have too…” I said holding my hand out to grab it.
“Hey Kid, why is the bag so light? What do you have like Twelve outfits total and that’s it?’’ He said seriously, grabbing the attention of Wilbur and Philza, who were farther up the path from the group parking lot into the lobby of the apartment building.
“No! I have umm,” I started pausing to think and count, “five outfits! Although only two of them are mine, the others were my past roommates and Deo’s…” I said I felt my face get a bit warm at the thought of Deo, she was so kind and my first real friend. I prayed that they wouldn’t notice because of how dark it was. Deo was the only person other than Eret and Niki that knew I was a Transgender Lesbian.
“Wait so you’re saying that you only own two of the outfits in there?” Philza said, stepping into the conversation.
“Yeah, but that's not all that’s in there! I have…. Ummmm… what else do I have in there… oh! Henry!” I smiled.
“What or who’s Henry?” Wilbur asked.
“Henry’s the only thing my Mom gave me before she sent me to the system!” I said.
“Oh, alright then!” Philza said. “Why don’t we go inside? It's getting cold out here.” With that we all went into the large building. I took note of the street names, Foxtin and Hunter, right by Eret and Niki! I could walk there and get my job back!
As we climbed the stairs that seemed to go on forever Philza said something about how Him and Techno needed to do a job tonight. I wonder where they work….
After a few minutes of walking up these stupid stairs, we reached a small apartement door on the seventh floor. First Philza walked inside, followed by Techno then me and finally Wilbur went to enter but failed as his head hit the rim on the door frame. I want to laugh so bad but I’m not quite sure how they’d react so I just ran to help him.
“Are you alright Wilbur!?” I said rushing to help him to his feet.
“I’m fine.” He said. “Just forgot how Fucking short these door are!” He added glaring at Philza.
After they grabbed Wilbur an ice pack they showed me to a small bedroom connected through a small door. “Thank you! It’s so nice!!!” I smiled.
The Room’s walls were off-white and the floor was lined with oak wood planks. There was a twin-sized bed closer to the window, the sheets were grey and clean. Everything just looked neat and tidy. It was sort of strange to see everything look so nice.
It Looked like they cleaned the house for me?
No way… No one ever put the house together before I got there.
“-ommy, Tommy, Earth to Tommy!” Wilbur said, suddenly waving a hand in front of my face.
“What? Oh sorry, must have um, zoned out.” I respond.
“Oh that’s alright I just wanted to tell you that dinner is almost ready.” He smiled before turning on his heel and leaving me alone in my room once again.
*Skip if you don’t want to hear about a weapon*
I somehow got lost in the apartment. Though it was small I ended up in someone else’s bedroom. There were a bunch of weapons in here. Like a lot. There was a sword hanging above the bed with a small sign next to it that stated: ‘Orphan Obliterator. Do Not Touch or feel the wrath of my withers.’ It was long and sharp. So sharp. So shiny. So sharp…. I felt my hand reaching towards it.
*Keep reading if you skipped for, TW of Weapons!*
Suddenly the light switched on in the dark room causing me to jump backwards about five feet total.
“Ah there you are.” A deep raspy voice almost growled. “Now there’s only a few rules in this house. Number one, be home before Ten or tell one of us where you’re going.” The man paused. It wasn’t Wilbur he can’t make his voice this deep. “Two If you’re given something to do, do it. And three, Don’t go into my room.” He finished.
I turned around to see a slightly angry Techno towering behind me.
“Sorry I got lost. Not sure how but I couldn’t find my way to the kitchen.” I said, trying not to look him in the eyes in fear of what he’d do.
He sighed deeply then began to speak again, “It’s fine. When I first came to Phil’s I ended up locked in the pantry.” I laughed a bit surprised that he would get stuck somewhere so stupid.
“Come on, let's go eat.” He said, showing me the way.
“Ah there you boys are! What happened to you Mate?” Philza asked.
“Sorry I got lost.” I chuckled, rubbing the back of my neck.
“Happens to the best of us. Come sit down and eat. Techno made potatoes.” He said pointing to a seat next to Wilbur.
The worst part is that they looked so good. I looked at everyone else at the table eating and then looked down at my plate sadly.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” Wilbur questioned.
*Skip if you’re uncomfortable with the TW for not allowing someone to eat. *
“May I eat with you guys?” I asked. Everyone stopped eating and stared at me. “It was stupid question sorry!” I said try to ease the tension and went back to staring at the plate of steaming hot food.
They just kept looking at me strangely, until Philza broke the silence, “Mate,....of course you can eat with us. Why would you have to ask that?”
“Well uh, surely you were informed when you choose to foster me that we have to, one ask for persimmon to get a plate of food, and two it’s not right for someone who’s not really a member of the family to eat at the same time. I mean some homes just didn’t give us dinner or just forgot-” I started rambling until Techno cut me off.
“Woah Woah Woah. First of all, You don’t have to ask to get food, just help yourself, and two obviously you can eat at the same time as us. Third All of us were adopted into our family’s. And finally they didn’t fucking feed you?!”
“Well, it was their custom to only feed us lunch when no one was home.” I shrugged then looked back at the potato that was starting to cool off.
*If you skipped for TW, keep reading here!*
“So I can eat this?” I added.
“Yes!” They all shouted. I laughed a bit before picking up my fork and taking a bite.
“Oh my gog It’s like the flavours are melting on my tongue!”
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“Holy Shit! This is so good Techno!” I said shoveling more into my mouth.
“Thanks, I Appreciate it.” He chuckled.
“Techno Is a really good cook but he refuses to go into the food industry.” Wilbur sighed.
“I have a job, Wilbur, and I really like it.” Techno sighed.
“Really where do you work?” I asked.
“Oh I work at the nearby High school, I’m a history teacher.” He smiled.
“History? Cool!” I said. He smiled, seeming to appreciate the fact that I thought history was cool. Which it is.