Cover story 72: Everybody wants to be heard, listened too, sympathized for

  People don't care for what they can't percieve, exclaimed Bob said Ash after he presented the photos of the hired mercinaries Bob ordered have been killed like a sport of hunt. Taking him to a corner of the city, because Bob sure does suck hiding the truth, and since Ash can't really kill Bob outright and take away this extra burden of someone who's actively trying to kill him, it annoys him how Bob is smart enough to hide his tracks from the police, there is no evidence just suspisions of an enemy among them.

  I shoot my shot because I prove myself everyday out there, Bob then exclaims he has contacts, and as Ash points his gun on Bob's forhead how can an idiot like you pose a threat to me, you have victims you killed in your past and you leave no trace of history is evidence enough because that means you have no record being a police officer. Your gonna make up evidence against me says Bob, and Ash points a gun at his forhead.

  I have never lost, the real fight has begun now it felt, but one bullet away and he could kill someone just like that, Ash never missed his shots but he didn't because for once there was no Neova to point the blame on. Someone who is quiet, always on my tail and always paired up with me he thought, then he came across a red thread like how since he showed up Ash noticed both how easily influenced he is to do crime like a mere puppet with a simple argument, a man without dignity of his own wins in finding it in others pockets.

  I lose motivation for that fear, too lose, but as he thought of the same annoyance how he could get away with it, or how he couldn't, how he was one shot away from ending it all, how he would have nobody to blame.

  Hold your fire, said a man with a familiar tone it was Sven. Ash said he was picking up my own gun I dropped it. Sven asks why were both in a hidden area behind the eyes of masses, and then it hit him one of Ash's most human moments a mistake he made one. If he had gloves, if he took Bobs gun shot him in the head he could have framed him, but he left a subtle mistake out in the open like that.

  This is freedom why restrict mine, Ash left with a shove, while Sven warned Bob helping him up from the trash. Bob didn't say a word, he placed his dignity in Ash's pockets, why was he trying to kill someone people deemed a villain for his own life.

  You have a choice,

  But we decide if we want our choice to clash with others,

  No lesson was learned just threats

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  Malfonz as dissapointed just like before when comfronted with Akari and the twins love for Neova backed off, no malice just like an outsider again. But as the moments rush in he remembers nothing ever came to him because somebody tried but instead because he made an effort for the action. As he walks in slowly, he sees Dodondon comforted as well as Manny, by the three eldest and Jon the kid he knew of from earlier. As Dondon came and clutched Malfonz's shirt, because he was scared Malfonz carried him picking him up and placing him down near the sleeping Don. Malfonz stayed reading bedtime stories and as other kids slowly inched closer as if moths to a flame, the flame of the story, just like that a new day started.

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  While brushing their teeth Dodondon as well as Manny pushing and punching each other while brushing their teeth stopped by Jon. Malfonz having tucked in everybody and recieved a good night as well as offered some, saying "Goodnight granny", as he sat near the sofa in the pitch black. He looked out the window, thinking how much did he do, was he feeling empathy or pity for his wrong doings, in truth he felt nothing because he is burdened to never change. But he changed not burdened by Neova's touch, and nor Neova by his. He grew up, while also staying a kid.

  He felt the slow ukaleles play in the back of his head. Thinking why couldn't he have friends and feeling like a lump building in his throat, he changed but not suddenly, he was sad because now that he not longer saw humans as ants he was still an addict and when he couldn't release all his pent up anger onto someone he instead had the urge to kill someone else a victim that if he were to get sloppy could end up biting him in the ass. But he unintentionally internalised it as a coping mechanism, they didn't need to be anymore than ants before, he was as stuck as Neova. He was too a cold blooded killer like him. While Neova wanted the pain drained out learning to be ashamed in himself, Malfonz wanted that toxic power. But he couldn't kill the people he began to understand, so lost in thought he didn't even notice Jon behind him who wanted to get to the bathroom.

  Jon comes in bringing the other kids seeing as though Malfonz doesn't have his own bed yet, and hes awake, they like the strings on a ukulele come in like a surprise. It was the more adult kids Lukas in with a surprise, Dondy and the more adult Daniel compared to the kid Daniel that got bullied. Asking what's wrong, they decide to have a slumber party try not to sleep the night away. Malfonz stuck in his own head thinking on how maybe he can stomp on ants to get his frustrations out. Like a dinosaur trying to ... or a vampire ... something like that I butched it badly.

  As they played around all night from guess who too cards all the way to stories. Malfonz telling them how he was a good archer, he hated golf because its the one thing he sucks at and how that is how it be. Lukas coming in like a swing and a miss, stating just because you hate golf I wanna get good at golf, out of pettyness of the game, Malfonz agreed in respect. Jon still on about snitching but you could even hear Malfonz agreeing with Lukas on how snitches get stitches. Daniel as quiet as ever, as if no emotion but he was just asleep with his eyes open.

  Malfonz learned so much that night, how Lukas was as easily angered as Manny and as dumb as Don, he hated animals even because they didn't have the color he painted on paper, why must a cat be only orange or black or white, why cant they be a mix of the rainbow. Jon, the straigh man and the most boring out of all of them wanting a stable income, how did he manage to hear income and know what it was. And then Daniel, nothing from him, he likes sleeping. That it.

  They enjoyed the night away and just like that a new day started. Fin.