Revenants of the Past- Book Two of Selective Breeding

Part Seven

A few weeks past since Deon talked with Bvelpio. It was morning time and Deon and Ratok had finished their breakfast. Ratok had shifted back fully to the day time life style and not the night owl he had been.

"I can't believe the plan actually worked." Ratok said looking down at Deon.

"Of course it worked. It was my plan." Deon said snarkly

Ratok grabbed the back of his shirt, "Whose plan was it again?"

"I mean our plan was brilliant."

Ratok snorted, "Uh, huh sure I'll let you keep that." He rolled his eyes and the two continued on.

"It's been rough. The guards haven't let us in the Laboratory to go see them. Do we know why?" Deon said reaching out to a door as they got to the end of the hall of the 5th floor.

Ratok shook his head. "Very literally everyone is being tight lipped about it. They wouldn't even tell me."

Deon's face twisted. "I don't like that."

Ratok nodded in agreement.

The door opened and on the otherside was a smallish room. With two beds, one touching the door wall on the left side of the room, the other touching the back wall on the right side of the room. There was duplicates of everything, and everything was meant for a single person.

Deon walked into and started filling in the refrigerator with snacks and drinks, just how Ruma had done for him.

"Why are you doing that?" Ratok questioned, as he sat down the box of clothing that the two scrapped together for the boys.

Deon paused he stared at one of the drinks, it was same kind Ruma had brought him. He looked at the bottle, giving it a bitter sweet look. Then sat it away. "I don't know." He shrugged as he continued to fill things up.

Once he was done with that's he grabbed the smaller box and filled up the bathroom. Of course all of this could have been done by the robots, just as his room could have been. But something didn't feel right if he didn't do it.

"I don't know which will grab what bed, so as for the clothes you can just leave them there."

"Someone is acting- wifey."

Deon popped his head out. "Asshole."

"The one and only." Ratok smirked as he place the box down.

Deon crossed his arms, "I hate you some days."

"Wow, that's less than most."

Deon rolled his eyes at Ratok and went to the door. "Let's go. We can't be in here when they get dropped off but we can go check on them afterwards."

"And I thought Ruma was there mom," Ratok said teasingly as he followed behind Deon.

"I am going to fight you," Deon swore.

"And you are going to have your ass beat."

"I hate you."

"I am quite aware." Ratok shut the door behing them.

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Tyklyn flinched as the guard pulled him and his little brother out of the cell. He stumbled over his feet but was able to catch himself.

He looked back, Kaylo had all but shut down. Tyklyn tried signing to him, but his gaze was towards the floor.

The older brother huffed to grab Kaylo's attention but nothing worked. So he relented and allowed the guards to carry him up the stairs.