The Gameverse [In Progress]

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER THREE NAME: GREAT DISCOVERY?

I woke up at around 10-11 am today and I was pretty tired still. But I slumped out of bed and went to my bathroom where I went to brush my teeth, change my clothes and the bandage around my arm. I very much not plan on telling dad about yesterday.

"Hallå? Simon är du där inne? Jag gjorde din favorit!" I heard my dad knock, I gasp. I spat out my toothpase and washed my mouth with water and yelled. "YOU MADE BLUEBERRY PANCAKES WITH CHOCOLATE CHIPS INSIDE?" With a open of a door, dad stood there holding excatly what I described. "If you mean these? Yes. Oh, come down stairs though. While it's still hoat." He said with a swedish-english accent. "You're trying english?" I ran up to him and hugged him to not knock the pancakes out of his hands. "Oliver alltid told me att I should learn so we understand each other bättre. But it's sort of hard." He smiled so bright

He held the pancakes in one hand and hugged me back using his now free arm. "Well I'm glad you make an effort! Du e din bästa!" I tried making an effort to speak swedish to be fair on him but he just laughs and lets go of me. I do too. "Simon, det är 'den bästa' inte din." He smiles at me and heads out the bathroom to go back to the kitchen. I followed along, sat down at the table and ate my food.

For my dad, Johan - he was doing something else until I heard glass clanking. "Were those Tara's?" I look up to him, sounding all muffled while I stuffed pancakes into my mouth. "A.. hon, blev kastad in i fängelse. Men, hur länge hade hon skadad dig?" He looked at me with concern. "Mmm.. since Oliver died." He nodded at me as I continue eating my breakfast.

Once I finished, I wasn't full yet. "Dad, I'm still hungry. Can have something else?" I asked him, he pointed to the cabinet. "Ät din knäckebröd farmor köpte för dig." I complained. "But they're too hard to biitttteeee.." He scoffed happily. "Okej uhm, drick yogurt då?" Then I jumped up from my seat and opened the frige. I grabbed myself a cup and poured the yogurt into the cup. I closed the yogurt, put it back in the fridge and closed the fridge. "Tack pappa!" Then I carefully ran to the living to drink my yogurt and watch tv.

"Varsågod Simon." Dad said to me as he went out to the front yard to throw all the alcohol bottles and cans away. Johan never really drank alcohol unless it was new year or when I accomplished something very big. But even then, he'd drink only half a cup and the rest I could down. "Mmm!" I hummed out, trying to catch dad's attention. But he already left.

I sighed and finished my yougurt as I watched some YouTubers like DanTDM and some Overwatch and Siege strategies. I watched them for a good 20 minutes until I realized dad wasn't back yet. I got worried so I vaulted over the sofa and put my cup into the dishwasher. I walk over to the front door to go outside until it opened by itself. I took a quick inhale and screamed.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" I backed up so far until I hit one of the pillars in the house. I grabbed the closest thing to me for self defense until I saw Tom's fluffy blonde hair and I dropped what I was holding. "SIMON MIN-" Bang. Went the gun I was actually holding. It shot past me and into the ceiling but it didn't go right through it. "HOLY SHIT, TY!" Tom saw me immediately fall from fear of the gun. He ran to me and held me.

"Ty, breathe in- breathe out. Then repeat that seven times. Ty I know it's specific but do it." Tom knew I was in a panic from it. Despite whatever happened, Tom always knew what was wrong with me. "Vad fan?! Simon är du okej?!" Dad came up behind Tom and towered over me. It was menacing but once I knew the two saw me in a panic, I calmed down a little. "Sorry TomTom. It's a force of habit of doing that I-.." Tom just hugged me and held me close.