25 Departure (1/2)
”I-I've been fine.” Miceter nervously answered.
”Have you had fun?” Zed asked, the Villain smile still on his face.
”Y-Yeah, I've had tons of fun. I got to finish my collection of stories and I got to go on a piggy back ride and... and I've learned to swim!”
”Really?”
”Really! I was about to tell Mister all about it!”
Miceter gulped once he saw the cold glint in Zed's eyes.
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”Well too bad, Mister won't be able to hear all about it.”
”What, why?”
”Because, we're leaving.”
”Right now?”
”Right now.”
”Are we coming back?”
”No.”
”But that isn't fair to Mister!”
”I don't care.”
”He's helped me out a lot!” And, as if he just remembered, Miceter blurted out: ”Besides, I'm on a really, really important mission--top secret!”
”What did I tell you about leaving my side?” Zed demanded, completely ignoring Miceter's exaggerated confession.
Miceter twiddled with his crimson ribbon, failing to meet Zed's gaze.
”You said to never...” Miceter's quiet mumbling got even quieter with each word.
”What? I can't hear you.”
Miceter took a deep breath before bravely meeting Zed's angry eyes.
”You said to never ever leave without your permission or else you're going to ground me. Zed, I don't want to die!” Miceter pitifully wailed.
I raised my brows in surprise while Zed furrowed his.
”What?”
”Although I went away, I was plannin' on comin' back. There's no need to murder me because of it!”
I coughed, clearing my throat. ”Miceter, do you know what being grounded means?” I asked.
”Doesn't that mean he's gonna bury me?”
”No!” Zed shouted, horrified.
I sighed. ”It means you're put on a time out. Like being forced to sit in the corner for a couple of minutes or forced to do chores, etc. Do you get it?”
”Oooh...” Miceter nodded his head in thought. ”So that doesn't mean I die?”
”Who got that idea in your head?” Zed snapped, flicking Miceter on the forehead.
”Ouch, that hurt!” Miceter held his forehead, looking at Zed with tears in his eyes.
”We're leaving now, and that's final.”
”I can't leave Mister, he'll be all alone!”
Zed turned to glare at me. I returned an awkward smile. (Although, to be fair, I don't think he could tell that I was smiling considering I'm a cat right now and all.)
”Who are you?”
”He's a Special Mentor!” Miceter answered for me. ”Isn't that cool?!”
”He still has a name.”
”Really? I thought men of position didn't have names due to religious reasons.”
”Don't tell me you followed a stranger around without knowing his name?”
Miceter laughed awkwardly, scratching his cheek.