With different eyes

Home sweet home

In the end, Ace and I fell asleep again. This dream was exhausting and it was still very early. I wake up again and stretch. Guess that means Ace is not awake yet. So I have some time to prepare things before we leave. First I get up and go directly to the bathroom to do my morning toilet. Then I go to the kitchen and surprisingly my mother is not here yet. Ok this is really unusual. I go to the basement and grab a travel bag. And then I see a couple of things in the basement that absolutely have to come with us. Grinning, I pack a pair of board games. As I open a closet door, something falls on my head. Cursing, I look at what has given me such a nice bump. OK THIS HAS TO COME WITH ME IN ANY CASE, IT WILL DRIVE MARCO CRAZY. I laugh and pack it away. Then I take a look around. Ok there is nothing left here. I go upstairs with the bag and already hear my mother rumbling. So I walk into the kitchen. There my mother already stands and handles again at the stove around. And she was already dressed and still has street shoes on. I guess that means she had been out somewhere. "Morning mom!" I greet. She nods at me. "You're going to leave today?" she asks me. I nod and all of a sudden there is a hectic atmosphere here. My mother is rushing around here now.

My body suddenly goes numb. I guess that means Ace is waking up again. Ace runs through his hair and I greet him: "Morning Ace." "Morning." He yawns. Then he wants to go to the counter and stumbles over the bag I left on the floor. "What's that?" he asks me. "Things that absolutely have to come with us," I say with a laugh. He wants to look in the bag, but my mother takes it away from him. "Huh?" he says questioningly. But my mother starts to put food into the bag. Oh my mother starts to put together a care package again. Ace is already drooling after the bag. "Ace, get some things from my room, in case I have my own body in your world again," I ask Ace. "Hmm?" he asks still mentally at the bag. "Ace, this is where the music plays!" I say laughing. "What?" he asks, startled. "Pack up my things in my room! Please!" I say. He grumbles and looks at the bag longingly. Then he makes his way to my room. There he packs up some clothes. Then he takes them downstairs to my mother who also puts them in the bag. Ace is still trying to look into the bag. But my mother is always in his way. I laugh as Ace sits down on the chair, pouting. "Come on you'll see when we get back to the Moby," I say laughing. He snorts.

Loki just walks in, stoutly ignoring the surroundings. He is marching towards the coffee machine when he sees the bag on the table. "What's up?" he asks, more asleep than awake. "We're going home to Moby today." says Ace with a grin. I'm honestly looking forward to the Moby too. Somehow I've missed the giant pile of chaos. "Have you packed the figures yet?" I ask him and he makes huge eyes before he storms upstairs to reach for the figures in the room. Then he rumbles back down the stairs, probably waking the rest of the house. He storms into the kitchen and holds the figurines out to my mother. She shakes her head and puts them in her bag. Loki, who was guarding the coffee machine the whole time, suddenly grins and storms up the stairs. What does he have now? Anyway, as soon as everyone is awake, we can go again. "Ask my mother for the knife," Ace nods and asks my mother for the knife. She takes it out and puts it on the counter. Loki comes back in with the rest of the family. He goes straight to my mother. Ace, however, greets my other two brothers. "We're going to go today!" he then tells them. Ok that's one way to do it. Mark wants to object, but my dad smacks him on the back of the head.

Ace grins. "As fun as your family is, I'll be glad when we get back home. Then we only have one problem to take care of. Namely, that you get your own body," he says. Yes, I'll be glad to get out of here, too. In the long run my family is quite exhausting. At least on the Moby I have Marco to counteract the chaos. Well and I still drag a little chaos with me. Board games - that's what the Moby was missing. Loki joins my brothers with a cup. Thereby he grins smugly. "Shall we try it?" I ask him. He nods. My mother seems to have overheard, because she comes up to Ace and hugs him. "Take care of my daughter, promise me that!" she can be heard saying. Ace takes her in his arms and nods. One by one my brothers come up to Ace and say goodbye. At last my father comes up to Ace and hugs him. Then my mother pushes the bag into Ace's hand first. "There are rations in there for several days." "Eh can you please tell my mom that we're landing right on the ship and don't need any rations?" I tell Ace. He laughs and thanks my mother without saying anything. That was so obvious. Ace walks up to the counter, smiles again at my family as they line up, and reaches for the knife. The moment Ace touches the knife, my vision blurs and everything is bathed in a bright light.