Chapter 18

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June 15th, 2020

Zeek almost jolted when the skype on his laptop went off, making him stop what he was writing and look. He was getting a call request from 'Mad_Titan_Mads' and he quickly clicked accept and Madison popped on screen, her face lighting up once she saw him. "Zee! How have you been? How's Florida?"

"Hot. Like, really hot." grumbled Zeek. "I'm not used to actually living in the heat like this."

"Give it a year or two."

"One can only hope." Zeek chuckled. "How are things on your end?"

"We've been good, Dad and I have been going to wherever MONARCH needs him."

"Hey, maybe they'll need him here and you'll be able to visit."

"I'd love that!" she gave a big smile. "Maybe it'll be our permanent residence!"

"Maybe." Zeek gave a small chuckle. "I don't know if Florida can handle you though."

"It better be ready to handle me. I miss you."

"It's only been a few days."

"Still, it's so boring here without you. I miss our talks and shit like that."

"Language, Mads." Zeek playfully scolded, making Madison stick her tongue out for a moment, causing him to chuckle for a moment. "Anyways, how's homeschooling?"

"It's been going...fine..."

"...Mark is totally failing at it, isn't he?"

"...Yeah, pretty much. He's trying his best but..."

"He never got the experience and most likely didn't have time to do the full research."

"Pretty much." Madison sighed, Rubbing her bicep slightly.

"...How's your sleeping been?"

She shrugged. "It's been...fine..."

"Nightmares? Have you told Mark about it yet?"

"Of course not. I can't- he has enough on his plate as it is, he doesn't need me adding to it."

"He's your father, it's his job to know these things and help you through it. He knows partially what being around titans is like, what being around Ghidorah is like."

"Maybe..." she sighed, looking down.

"Madison!" the faint voice of Mark called out. "Dinner!"

"I gotta go, talk to you later."

"Have a good dinner and tell Mark I said hi." Zeek smiled before the call got disconnected, making him let out a sigh.

Maybe he should practice what he just stated to Madison...but he had no one, not really. His parents wouldn't understand...

He closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair and took a deep breath before getting back to what he was working on. 

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