Chapter 6

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Meanwhile in Purgatory, one of the angels was scolding Tristian, for he got caught trying to sneak away and snag a chocolate donut. Where was Eden, did he get a scolding too? You may ask. The answer to that is no, he didn't, instead he left Tristian by himself in the bathroom to get someone to drink. Tristian was currently sitting on a bench, that was just outside of the main room, where the preaching was taking place.

When they were done and flew away, the same ball of light approached Tristian, apparently amused. "I take it that you're very confused and nervous...about all of this, right?" Tristian looked at it for a bit, impressed on the ball figuring things out. "I...guess. To be honest, I miss home...back in the real world. But it's for the best if I'm dead...also, why of all people, did you guys bring a demon here in Purgatory?" The ball of light hummed a bit, trying to find a way to explain to the boy as simple as possible.

"Well...you didn't asked to be born a demon. Also, except for those few slip ups in your life, you have lived a pretty good life. What you did for your mother was remarkable, you gave your life just so that he can stay alive and be happy without your father." He answered, looking at Tristian. When the ball of light saw a curt nod, they felt satisfied and nudged Tristian to go back to the meditation, "Try not to anger the angels anymore, alright?" They said with a chuckle. Tristian smiled brightly and promised before zooming back to his seat.

The ball of light laughed quietly when he saw Eden smacking the back of Tristian's head and scolded the youngster before crossing his arms and pouting. As it flew away, he could hear the older man's grumbles about 'how much of a brat' Tristian is. Now back to the actual sermon, Tristian tried to pay attention when the angel started to talk about the love of God and the life and resurrection of Jesus. But alas, his habit of not being able to pay attention a lot, has returned.

"Eden, who is this Jesus?" Tristian asked his second mentor. The man rolled his eyes and looked at the other with a bored expression. "Didn't you hear of what the preacher just explained? Also, stop moving so much...it's started to annoy me." Tristian scowled and raised his hands briefly before stuffing them in his pockets.

He mumbled an explanation, "Sorry. I'm not that good with remembering some things, though I'm getting better. I get bored easily and like to talk a lot...it's sometimes hard to stay still since I always have this urge to move. I've gotten a pretty good control over my anger but it's...still easy for me to get that way. Though the results are not as bad than on the past..." He was going to explain more but Eden held up a hand. "I think I have an idea of what you might be going through. It's still in the early stages of discovery but you might have this thing where it's hard for you to focus and stay still. The way you learn or understand things are different and sometimes difficult. That's all I know, does that make sense?" Tristian nodded his head.

"But does it have a name?"

"No...but I have a name for it, ADHD. Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder. I'm sure you know what the word Attention means. As for the deficit, I'm not sure. Just thought it would sound fancy and be in relation to you feeling bored and distracted easily, sorry bud(I have an idea but I don't know how to word it. Feel free to tell me in the chat and I will include it in either the next chapter or future chapter). Hyperactive, you move a lot and are very fidgety. Lastly, for disorder, it simply means things are not in order...BOOM! Blew your mind, huh? Anyways, you understand?" Tristian smiled and hugged Eden. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Eden shushed him harshly.

He growled out, "Kid! Be quiet...here," he takes out one of those mini maze games. Where your task is to get the marble it's destination, "play with this and stay silent. Kapeesh?" Tristian nodded his thank and took the game. Deciding to listen for once and play. When the church service was finally done, everyone disbanded and went their separate ways. But not before being given a schedule and list of activities/tasks.

Eden gave Tristian the two slips of paper just as Utopia ran towards them. "Hey you guys! What did you think of the performance?" Tristian waved, "Hey! It was great, good job." He complimented. Both turned towards Eden, who grunted and shrugged. "It's fine, I guess." Utopia smiled at her father and turned her attention back to her mentee, now focused on the schedule. "Alright...the next thing we're going to do is watch a presentation from God and find your dorm room." Tristian raised an eyebrow, "Well...okay. I hope it's not boring or else..." Eden smacked the back of his head again.

"Owwww! What the.....owie! Okay, sorry! Sorry!"

"Don't disrespect God, brat!"

Utopia sighed and shook her head, chuckling softly. Dragging the two towards their next checkpoint. She's definitely won't be bored anymore. All thanks to this 'brat,' as Eden would call him, Tristian.

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