Unexpected Meeting

| EP 17 | His Story

It is morning on the same day as the previous chapter. The sun had not yet risen, so it was still dark outside. The peace and tranquilly of dawn allow one to hear the sound of the wind sweeping the tree leaves. The birds began to wake up, singing sweet morning melodies in the cool air of the new day.

Amato was sitting on his bed, squeezing the towel over his hair to dry it. He woke up early today. To be exact, he woke up before his alarm went off. Rubika was surprised because he was always the one who woke him up in the morning.

Mechabot was lying on the bed next to Amato. It wasn't his intention to wake up as early as Amato, but Amato used him to form a temporary crutch out of a broom stick attached to a short rod.

Thus, he looked at Amato with a displeased expression but didn't complain about it. He considered his master's condition. Mechabot's gaze changed as he continued to stare at Amato from the side, it was one of judgement and curiosity.

Judgement of his suddenly changed behaviour and curiosity about what caused the change. No, he was more curious about what happened in the forest the day before. He hadn't had a chance to ask yet, and he scoffed internally at Amato for not telling him first.

Feeling a bit irritated, Mechabot shifted his gaze to Boboiboy, who was tidying his futon and placing it in the corner of the room.

For some reason, these two humans are bothering him a lot. Why did he care? Mechabot was wondering about it too, why did he care about Boboiboy? He is the same as Pian, Mara and Deep. They're Amato's friends, not his. 

"Are you okay, Amato? You should wake me up, I can help you." Boboiboy asked, sounding a bit awkward. He was worried, but he was afraid he might bother Amato.

Amato raised his head and dropped a towel around his neck, "Yeah, it's nothing. I can still walk, you know. After all, I can use Mechabot." He replied while smiling at Boboiboy, trying to erase the tension of last night's conversation.

Boboiboy smiled back with a sense of relief.

"Use me?! You should be grateful I was considering it!" Mechabot complained.

Amato just gives a do-I-care look to Mechabot.

"You shouldn't walk much yet. I'll bring your breakfast upstairs, so you don't have to go to the kitchen." Boboiboy said, reached for his towel and added before exiting the room, "Get some rest."

Amato frowned slightly and said, "I'm not sick!" He objected to Boboiboy's suggestion.

Boboiboy reversed his walk to peek from the door, "You know, it's obvious that you're sick. You should stop being stubborn." He then walked back to the bathroom.

Amato frowned even more.

Mechabot was losing it, as he was brush into a laughter.

Amato turned to him, "Shut up, Mechabot." and threw his wet towel at Mechabot's face in annoyance. Mechabot's laughter was cut short by the impact, and he quickly removed the towel from his face. Holding it with his fingertips before throwing it to the other side of the bed, disgustingly.

Amato then stood up, holding onto his bed rail for support. He walked over to his study table and turned back towards Mechabot.

"Mechanize with this." He ordered, as he held up his bag and placed his other hand on the table to support his standing.

Mechabot didn't do what Amato said right away. Instead, he questioned it. He raises his eyebrows, judging Amato's order.

"Mechanize?? Why should I? Where are we going?? What about a breakfast??!" Mechabot crossed his arms, unsatisfied.