Tales from the Former Universe

4. The Cue of Partnership

On a common morning in the State of Wollenbury, the family's car had just passed that very time-consuming traffic light at the intersection. Martinner was maintaining a call and compromise with customer management.

"Alright, I understand the difficulties because of the IT—this technical issue I too have received," Martinner said. "A hash function time-out, this was. They bought the server already," he said. "Let you know, I will compromise on the final output. Please, maintain the client's trust."

Martinner then closed the call.

"New policy update?" Haumecea asked.

"Technical issue. Perhaps policy update, it was too," Martinner clarified.

"Load of incoming Documents, I too have. Most from the age of consent," Haumecea related.

"They are of short process," Martinner comforted.

"But incoming, they always are," Haumecea added.

"So as people, my Haumecea. So as people," Martinner correlated.

Near to the school,

"Estado," Dimaggiore said. "I liked our last trip to that state."

"Glad and grateful, we are to hear that dear," Haumecea said.

"You ready for school?" Martinner asked.

"Hmm, maybe. Exhausted, I am. But concurrently, my friends, I am eager to see them," Dimaggiore said.

"It's always the myths of school dear," Haumecea said.

"Myths?" Dimaggiore confused.

"The commodity, what's common in thought," Martinner said.

"Oh, well, thanks, mother and father," Dimaggiore said. "Oh, forgot, I immediately perturb. But lunch money, I'd really like," he said. "Uhm, I really want some sodas."

"Very well, just this week dear, you hear?" Haumecea gave him a short spare enough for the week.

"I promise," Dimaggiore promised.

Arriving at school,

"Alright, dear, have fun," Haumecea rubbed Dimaggiore's hair.

"Thank you," Dimaggiore left the car. Then he left, "Oh, uhm, don't forget to pay my tuition," he said after paying attention to recent events and shreds of evidence.

"Of course," Haumecea promised.

"Thank you," Dimaggiore thanked and left.

As both couples were on the way to work,

"He's so innocent," Haumecea described.

"Children will say anything in their mind," Martinner said. "Even if... they don't merely grasp the thou of it," he said. "So about your documents?"

"I need some approved by the officers before two days," Haumecea said.

"Alright, anything submitted that was not resolved?" Martinner asked.

"I believe there are two, you know who I submitted to," Haumecea said.

"Might as well take the spot, save him some slack," Martinner said.

"Martinner," Haumecea held his hand. "Affirmed, Dimaggiore is of us picking him up late?"

"I... am uncertain," Martinner said. "But our son showed he was patient enough to wait."

"I hope so," Haumecea said.

Back at the State of Seneca, Arlaion collected his mini grilled cheese for breakfast from the diner,