SpicyNoodles

Part 3

The story thus far: He stopped crying almost immediately, and smiled, "You so pretty~" He flirted, and I'm back to being red.

MK and Mei dragged Red Son back to MK's apartment, unfortunately, MK only had one bedroom so they had to share a bed. They both got ready for bed (like showering, brushing their teeth, and stuff like that) and went to bed, cuddling each other.

Red Son POV: I woke up feeling warmer than usual, I saw some hair in my face and brushed it aside to be met with Noodle Boy's face. My face flushed as my hair started to flare. I kept it down with all my willpower, I would not want to burn pillows or worse Noodle Boy today. I wanted to get off the bed, but he had me in his iron grasp. I think that I might have wriggled too much because I woke him up. "Good morning!" He greeted sleepily. "Noodle Boy." I called. "Hm?" He hummed. "Let me go!" I ordered. "Oh sorry." He apologized and let me out of his grasp.

Who knew that he was that strong even though he had such a small and delicate frame. What wait!? I am not gay mind you, I am just stating facts about him. I went to his living room and began making breakfast as a thank you for his hospitality.

I cooked some eggs and bacon. I drank my dark coffee, and headed back into the dark room. He had his hair down, gosh he looks pretty. Wait no, no, NO! I am a hundred percent not gay. He tied his hair back up with his red bandana. "Is everything okay Red Son?" He asked, worried looking. "You have been staring for a long time now." He pointed out. My face is blushing again.

"No you bozo, besides I already made breakfast and if you don't move your butt faster, it will get cold and you will be late for your work." I simple stated. "Really, you made breakfast for me." He gushed, ignoring the 'him being late part' and ran out the room and began eating. I sighed and followed sitting the opposite of him watching as he devoured the food I made in seconds.

"Is it really that good?" I asked him. He nodded, his mouth was full but after he swallowed he replied "Yes, this is like the best cooking in the whole world." His eyes were shinning and his face lit up the room. Warning, warning hair is starting to flare again. This time I couldn't keep it under control. "Uh Red, your hair is on fire." He reminded. HE GAVE ME A NICKNAME.

After my embarrassing, not gay panic attack I said my goodbye and teleported home to my room. And then fell on the floor again, with the same pain I felt when I used my powers last time. Perhaps it has something to do with my powers? What is wrong with me?

The door burst open as my mother, the Princess Iron Fan walked in. "Where have you been all night?" She shouted. "Do you know how many robots your father needs? 200 robots and what did you do, oh that's right you decided to PLAY!" She scolded. "I am lost for words of how much of a disappointment you are to this family." Despite being lost for words, she scolded me for nearly two hours straight about how I am useless, a disappointment, not disciplined and all that stuff.

I found my thoughts wandering to the Noodle Boy, I miss him. I wish I could go back to him and have him comfort me. Okay fine I might like the Noodle Boy? My thoughts were cut by my mother.

"Hey, are you even listening?"

I nodded. "Now go make those robots and hurry, we need them by tomorrow." She ordered. It's fine, I can make 200 robots in a day, I've been through worse, remember Red Son. Keep your emotions under control. But god said 'nope' and the next thing I know is that I am on the floor, hugging my knees and crying. I mean sure, I want to be a good son but it's just that sometimes their demands are just too much.

I stopped sulking and began to work, since crying doesn't do anything.

MK's POV:

Red Son's food is so good, who knew that a prince like him can cook such wonders. I looked at the clock, it said 9:05, oh no I'M LATE. I ran as fast as these little legs would take me (MK is short just so you know) and I was face to face with the man I fear, Pigsy.

He scolded me about being late again and threatened to fire me and all that stuff. I took all the orders and stuffed it into the tuk-tuk and drove of, following the map on my phone and listening to music.

Red Son POV: 

(It is now night by the way)

I finished all the robots and went to my training grounds to figure out why I feel pain everytime I use my powers. I first started small, a tiny fireball and boom! Pain back, I repeat pain back and I am on the floor again. But there is something wrong with the fire. It is more pink than red. I ran to the library, since i can't really use my powers because of the stupid pain. And began my research. Maybe it will tell me what is wrong with me?

I searched through all the books, but one of them caught my eye, the Samadhi fire, which is made by yours truly, I flipped through the pages until I stumbled upon a picture. I was a baby with pinkish fire. I threw the book, no way was it real. Right?

Author's Note: So for the people who don't know/ understand, some of the Samadhi fire is inside of Red Son and his body is not use to it, hence giving him pain but don't worry. Over time, the pain will like slowly fade and become part of him (again)

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