The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 44: Tomfoolery

Part 2/2

“As for you…”

Mr. Mo walked forward and leaned down, staring Brad right in the eye. Brad instinctively reached away, his expression changing to one of fear.

“Your eyes-”

Mr. Mo slowly reached back with his pike, and Brad geeked at it. But he merely reached back to put it away.

“Don’t do that again. Understood?” Mr. Mo said. Brad let out a sigh of relief.

“Y-Yes Mr. Mo. Understood.”

Mr. Mo got up and away from his face, turning to Loki.

“Come on, Loki. Help take the unconscious to the infirmary. They’ll freeze their fingers off if they stay like that too long.”

Mr. Mo and Loki grabbed a guy each and began to make their way to their infirmary. Loki looked back at Brad, who had a smug look on his face, he grinned, and began to laugh looking at Loki walk away. Loki glared, his mind protesting and telling him to just drop the guy and get him.

But Mr. Mo wouldn’t want that.

As they dropped the bodies off on beds, and nurses made their way to take care of them, Loki turned to Mr. Mo in anger and put his arms in the air.

“Why didn’t you punish him?!” Loki shouted, “That guy can’t just get away with it for nothing! He burnt a house down and caused chaos and turmoil within! And all for a slap on the wrist?!”

Mr. Mo laughed, his eyes looking back at the burnt down house.

“Oh Loki, it's just kids being kids. Don’t stress about it.”

Loki scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“Hate to break it to you dude but all of us were JUST ABOUT TO GRADUATE,” Loki pointed out with a pointed finger, “We’re not kids anymore! We were about to become law-abiding adult citizens of the United Republic of Democracies. There’s a clear difference.”

“But were you?” Mr. Mo said, “Here we are now. People act irrationally sometimes. It’s fear of the unknown. They’ve been through a lot coming here. Just as much as we have.”

Mr. Mo brushed his gray hair back, his implant shining.

“Besides, I might need them for something in the future.”

Loki groaned and stretched his cheeks downward with his hands.

“Ah you’re killing me with this stuff Mr. Mo…”

Mr. Mo let out a heartfelt laugh and slapped his knee.

“Don’t worry son- kiddo. Don’t worry kiddo. Loosen up. I’ll handle it if things go too far. Why don’t you prepare yourself for lunch? I’ll handle the damages done,” Mr. Mo told Loki. Loki sighed.

“Fine. Fine. I’ll go.”

“Great,” Mr. Mo grinned, “Well I’ll see ‘ya around!”

The two parted ways for the rest of the day, and soon night fell again.