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Chapter 9: Thoughts? (Part 1)

2nd pov

You woken up and left early for work this morning. Passing the sleeping/snoring men in the living room. You had already left a note on the dinning table, telling them you're at work and had already made breakfast. You had fed (D/n) and left him in your room knowing he wouldn't do much cause he's lazy, but just in case you had left the door open even thought you hated having your door open, especially when you've got nine deadly mercenaries in your house who came from a different time.

You shook off the thought and continued to help customers around the Café. The new employee wasn't the best. The girl had put her red/orange hair into a bun today. You had just learn that her name was 'Melody'. Her green eyes would harden when they met yours. It's almost as if she hated you, why? You have no fucking clue. The uniforms were made to be comfortable but her's was a bit WAY too short. She showed off so much skin that it made you uncomfortable.

It was none of your business to care about what she does or wears. If she gets into trouble, it's her problem. Her fault. You ignored her for the rest of the day and did your job thought she had tried to make you mess up multiple times which really did piss you off but for the sake of loosing your job you did nothing about it.

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The guy woke up before everyone this morning and had already had breakfast, he already saw the note too. When he, Scout, first arrived his back felt like shit- not literally.

The last thing he remembered before he was pulled into some type of magical portal or what ever it is, was when he had been leaning against the wall or so playing with his baseball thinking about all the ways he could kill his enemy with it. Oh, he could shove it down their throats- wait no, that's not good enough. He could bash them in the head with it! Nah, he's already done that.

H̶e̶ c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ s̶h̶o̶v̶e̶ i̶t̶ u̶p̶ t̶h̶e̶i̶r̶ a̶s̶s̶-

Or he could just stop thinking and worry about winning the next round. Well, too late for that now. He was stuck here in the future with you now. Everything was strange and different, but a good kind of different. Though he just arrived a few weeks ago he started to have some weird feelings, but he wasn't going to bother asking about what it was, not Medic, and defiantly not Spy.

The boy already knew what this feeling was, it was love. But he has never fallen for someone so fast before! It was almost embarrassing. If he'd admit it, he really did like you. Miss Pauling has turned him down so many time to the point where he just gave up. But for once in his life he felt loved and cared for. Sure, his ma loved him but not enough, she's been an alcoholic for a while. Normally he wouldn't be bothered by it because Demo drinks, but his mom? No, she shouldn't. It's not healthy. Not for her. But she didn't seem to care. The last time he saw her was when she brought some guy home and they flirted and flirted till the two took things to the bedroom..

The next morning he confronted his ma and they ended up in a fight. Jeremy got so upset that he left. He was used to living without a father, though he did have some suspensions that Spy was his dad and he of course, didn't want to know if Spy was really his father. He already knew that Spy might have been since he was sometimes treated like son. The two could get along if it wasn't for the burning hate they had for each other.

Scout knew for sure that Spy might have been his dad and left when he was younger. Reality was a bitch. He didn't want Spy as his dad. He grew up without a father! Spy was his co worker! His teammate! His crew mate! His ally! His.....f̶a̶t̶h̶e̶r̶. Scout would rather die than believe Spy was his dad. If they were really Father and Son then why did he leave? Did he not want him? Did he not love him? If Spy was really his dad, which he hoped not, he would never forgive him.