「 A YOKAI? 」| RC9GN

04 • mcfist of fury

The Sorcerer's patience runs thin as his voice echoes through the room. "SILENCE!" Green mist pours out from the tank. His loud voice tipping the three off of their balance.

"If you really want your reward, you will destroy them!" With that he disappears. 

McFist turns to glare at the other two, his words seething through his teeth. "This better work. I WANT MY REWARD!"

Once they're dismissed, Viceroy and Laurance make their way back to the labs. Viceroy had his hands tucked in the pockets of his lab coat while Laurance walks beside him.

"Seriously, he's like a spoiled child." The tired father rubbed the side of his temples, feeling a migraine coming in.

"Tell me about it." Viceroy rolls his eyes. "But he pays a good salary, and provides me equipment I need to build my evil inventions." He shrugs with an evil laugh.

Laurance gave an amused huff. "Heh, you haven't changed much since high school." 

Viceroy scoffs at him. "Unlike someone. You changed a lot— Married, had a kid, now your here working yourself to the bone, slaving away in your work." 

Laurance only rolled his eyes.

"Where did the no good Lance that used to cause mayhem go?" 

He hid his face in his palm, feeling embarrassed about the old days. "Ugh, please Will. Don't bring up my crazy kid years." 

Laurance suddenly gets a call from his daughter. 

"Hey Kit? Everything alright?" He answers.

"Yeah, Dad. Everything's fine but um... quick question. Why are there so many McFist products in our living room?" Ashlynn rubbed her eye tiredly as she just woke up and was shocked to see piles of boxes with McFist logos on them. 

"Right. I forgot about those." He pinches the bridge of his nose. "Being partners with McFist comes with some 'bonuses', and that bonus is getting one of every product for free. So... go help yourself with whatever you want, maybe treat this as my way of making it up to you. For being so busy all the time." 

"Thanks, Dad. But I already told you it didn't bother me that much." She kneels down to examine the boxes, opening a few of them to observe it's contents. She found shoes, bags, jackets, even some snacks which peaked her interests a bit.

"I know, I know, but I just... still feel bad." Shyly rubbing the back of his neck. "C'mon, just let you dear ol' dad spoil you sometimes." 

Ashlynn sighs in defeat. "Alright, alright. I did find some things that I like. I'll call you later, need to head to school now. Bye, I love you." 

"Love you too." 

He ends the call and look to Viceroy on his left who was silent the whole time. "What?"

Viceroy shrugs. "Nothin', just a bit weird seein' you act like a father."

"Oh, shut up."

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「 Ashlynn's pov 」

After ending the call with my dad, I stared at the mountain of boxes with a deep sigh. "This is gonna be a pain to clear up."

Deciding to leave it to future me's problem, I thought maybe I could keep up with the latest trends and wear a McFist brand to school. I saw online recently that their latest release is a pair of shoes called McKicks. Digging through the pile, I grab one that looks like a shoe box and low a behold it was a pair in baby blue.