Mr Clean x Pablo

Secrecy

Pablo's POV

Cold was the tea that my mother left on her bedside table that morning. A dead spirit still wishing it could drink it. Mother had penguinitis for a while now. It isn't even genetic. My father and I were to go to mother's burial tonight. No funeral. Our lives were too at risk.

"Pack your things, Pablo. We will be staying at the Clean estates for a while after we bury your mother."

I couldn't protest. I despised the Cleans. They were filthy. Animals who covered themselves in rich beaver fur.

I pack my things and waited for Enrique, my driver to get in the car and drive me to Chucky Cheese, where we would burry my mother. Enrique and I have fucked a few times. We were friends with benefits. That's it.

Later, we arrive at Chucky Cheese. I grab a cheeseburger and head into the jungle gym. There was a trap door that led to a secret vault. The body was there. Soulless. My father was already there. We buried mother and went to play a few games to brighten our mood.

"Father, for how long will we be staying at the Cleans?"

"Time can only tell Pablo. You will have to abolish the sneaky links for now. Especially with Enrique. You wouldn't want to be kidnapped and injected with the penguinitis disease just like your mother."

"She was kidnapped? And they injected it in her?"I start raising my voice. "Why didn't you ever tell me!?"

"Pablo, lower your voice. Chucky told me if we caused a scene I would have to sleep with him. And I don't have the time to do that again."

"Yes. Sorry, father."

"Perhaps this getaway will be a good thing for you."