Rebuilt (book 2)

Pest (-Cryptor)

We sat in a row, Zane drove, Mr. E sat in the middle, and I sat behind him. He seemed fine having us in here. Too calm.

Of course I'm going to bother him. I'm already bored.

What to bother him about....

Oh! Pixal! Perfect. I'll just twist some words, and we'll go on from there.

"So... what's the deal with you and her?" I said, leaning back.

"Are you... talking to me?" Zane asked.

"Yeah." I said. "Who else?"

"Okay... What do you mean?" He asks.

"Like, Pixal." I sighed. "Ya'll a thing?"

He pauses before answering.

"No. There is no 'thing'." He said. "Though we are good friend-"

"So... you waited til I died to make a move? That's kinda cowardice." I said. "I mean smart, I would have beat your-"

"I'm sorry, what are you even talking about right now?" Zane interrupted. "I did not 'wait for anything' nor did I even-"

"If anything, I should decide about that sort of stuff." I said. "I don't like you and Pixal being together. I'd say-"

"WE'RE NOT-" he said, raising his voice.

"Right, right. Sure. Well as I was saying..." I yawned. "I dunno actually, I don't know a lot of-... hey!"

I kick Mr. E. He flinches.

"Y'know, you and pixal would make a great pair. Ya both... uhhh... actually I dunno, I guess I just like ya more than Zane over here."

Mr. E definitely looks like he'd like to vocally protest, but with Zane here, he can't talk. He just glared at me and then shrunk back in his seat. I couldn't quite see Zane's face, but I could see how hard he was gripping the steering levers.

"How about this? We don't talk about it, because this would be Pixal's decision, and not ours, especially not yours." He said. "Also, I would appreciate if you could refrain from talking until we get to the city."

I snickered. I was getting him pretty mad. Just twist words, manipulate, and soon enough, you can get anyone mad. But make sure to mention a person they know or care about.

I honestly don't care if Pixal and Zane are friends or otherwise. But talking about it in that way is pretty funny.

"So... do you still have daddy issues, or..."

"Cryptor, I swear to the fsm, I will crash this jet."

"Alright jeez." I laughed.

Now it's too quiet.

I kicked Mr. E again.

I loved having a new body.