Every Moment (ZeRoyalMexican)

Part 14 - Permission

~Ze's POV~

"You... have permission."

I don't think either Chilled or I have been this relieved, excited, and generally happy all at once before just to hear those simple words. It's been a while since I found out about the Hidden, time has passed and no attacks have gone by so it sort of makes me try to believe they aren't real as more and more I look into says they should be possible to exist. But Ever since I have found out Diction has been making us calm down and restricted us a lot more so hearing this one acceptance will be the first project we go into in what feels like forever. Ever since Chilled heard about the Hidden, it's become a lot more noticeable about being under a constant watch from Gassy. It's hard to believe we didn't notice anything before, Gassy and Nanners always having been paying attention to us completely, well Nanners paid a bit too much attention to Chilled. Seems like after the secrets have been let out Gassy has been on full attack, staying by our side nearly all of the time when he doesn't have work.

"It's about fucking time," Chilled sighs in relief as we leave the room after having received all of the very specific instructions. I agree, it's been too long since we've had an outside job outside of the base for once. Chilled has also been slowly coming back to his usual self from before Nanners, the same carefree guy with many ideas. Time passed and now everything is the same again. I could never understand how people seem to get over their feelings so quickly. Almost seems like it was pointless to have them in the first place.

"Yeah, what are we going to do though?" Both of us stay silent for a long time before collectively bursting out into laughter. It's honestly just like us to be so pushy with Diction for this and yet neither of us have actually come up with a decent plan. Chilled opens up the door to the lab and we both walk silently into the large room, strangely empty due to the lack of projects we've been able to do. Chilled goes ahead and opens the fridge to all of the cold chemicals but he frowns, for once, not an idea coming to us. We're used to getting into a flow and continually thinking ideas up but when we're stopped and prevented from doing so, although irritated we just stop thinking of ideas.

"I heard you guys got permission," Gassy suddenly appears at the door, closing the lab door behind him as he approaches us. Like always, he's just always watching us carefully and ensuring we're safe. Seems like he's making the most of it now that Chilled and I understand why exactly he needs to keep an eye on us.

"Of course you know, we only got permission because of you," I mutter and he glances over at me with some sort of a proud expression. I'm glad he's had our back, but at times it reminds me that Chilled and I don't really have much of a say in what we do here and have to have him to back us up. Everything we do pretty much depends on Gassy and Diction, as much as I like them sometimes they're too confining. Chilled and I have even talked about leaving because of it but, of course, we're made too many connections here to leave just yet.

"Oh come on, don't be so depressed. We'll find a way to help you guys out to get more freedom," Gassy ensures with a warm smile as he pats my head affectionately. I grown as I look at his warm smile, so friendly and concerned for me as always. Sometimes it makes me feel a bit afraid, knowing that he kissed me that night and he may have feelings for me beyond this. Or it could just be my hopeful feeling. As of lately, especially with him constantly hanging around us, I've just been liking him more and more and I'm beginning to feel it's getting a bit dangerous.

"F-Fuck!" Chilled suddenly shouts as he backs away from the fridge and holds his hand toward his mouth with watery eyes. Gassy immediately turns away from me and hurries over to Chilled's side.

"Are you alright? What'd you do?" Gassy questions while Chilled pouts and explains he simply accidentally slammed his hand. It may just be friendly worry but seeing Gassy freak out so much over Chilled reminds me: he isn't hanging out with us so often because he likes us but rather he is doing it because it's his job. As Gassy hurries over to Chilled I slowly back off and enter the backroom of the lab, not really fond of seeing them act so closely. Flipping on the lights to the completely dark room, I scan the many tools laying on the table. What exactly can we do? With constant supervision under Gassy I feel as if we won't be able to do shit. Unless we somehow sneak around him and do something they didn't allow us to do but really who gives a shit, if we're fired its just another place that fires us.