Mystic Stathan

Chapter 8- A little plan

Nathan walked into the lobby with Preston and Josh. They'd wanted to hangout alone before the convention tomorrow. Nathan skimmed the lobby. It was full of life- leaves rustling and the water glistening. It was nice having the nature inside.

'I should have this in my house so I wouldnt have to leave it for the experience of nature.' Nathan thought to himself. He took a seat at one of the tables scattered across the hotel lobby.

"Nathan!" Preston shouted, catching the builder off guard.

"Oh, hey." He warily replied.

"We're going to Disneyland afterwards, right?"

"Yeah," Nathan thought back in the day he made the plans. It was intentionally for Stacy and him but the boys found out about the plans and immediately inserted themselves. It's not like he didn't want them to enjoy the park- just separately. Stacy even said he'll have more time to meet some of her friends he meet yesterday.

Josh whispered something into Preston's ear, causing him to kick Nathan into the leg. Discretely, the perfectionist hinted towards one certain robot- Graser.

He was alone. He had a calm demeanor, opposed to his loud and rum-bumptious energy.

Graser looked around the lobby and grew a happy look when he saw Nathan. He walked to the small bunch.

"Nathan. Just the man I was looking for!" He grinned. The group gave him a confused and curious look.

"May I ask for what?" Nathan left a calm look in his face, though he was freaking out on the inside.

"Can I talk to you alone?" Graser asked, awkwardly. Nathan scanned the two boys in front of him concerned.

"Whatever you want to tell me, you can tell them too."

"Okay, but you guys have to keep this a secret." This lifted eyebrows. Why would he tell Nathan his secret?

"I'm going to ask Stacy out." The robot blurted, full grin activated. Nathan choked on the air. "I know, man! I'm going to do it at Disneyworld."

"And why are you telling us this?" Preston asked, attitude and all.

"I was talking to Nathan mainly," Graser replied with matching attitude levels. He returned his attention back to Nathan. "Because I know that you hang out her a lot and I wanted to ask you what would make it perfect."

Nathan didn't say anything for a few seconds, making the Robot snap his fingers.

"Oh, yeah. I can help you. How about I text you what I think of." Nathan mumbled. His friends can tell that he was angry.

Graser left the group smiling.

"Nathan. You know what you have to do!" Josh shouted when the coast was clear. Preston sat silently, nodding. Those three always knew each other.

"I am not going to sabotage him. I'm just going to tell Stacy and she can deal with it." The boys 'awed'.

"But we have a plan," he cried.

"I don't wanna here it. I don't want to meddle in their friendship. She can handle it."
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Graser walked into the room where his squad was. They were scattered across his bedroom.

"What's the deal?" Devon ask, while body across the bed.

"He said sure. He's going to text me when he's available." The robot said calmly.

"Really?" Straub asked.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Because I think that he likes Stacy." Graser rose from his position laying on the floor. "One. He's always with her- going places secretly. Two. Have you seen the way he looks at her. Love struck. Last. I saw him, he was very close to her."

"HE'S STEALING YOUR WOMEN!" Bee shouts out of nowhere.

Graser thinks back to the times that he's seen this. It all makes sense. All but one thing- Nathan agreed to help him. BUT, he did seem awkward and as if he didn't want to help him. His brain was going wild with all the information.

"I don't trust him. That little Nathan kid." Devon says, getting nods with it.

"Ha. It's okay because I'm better than him. More handsome. Funnier. Not awkward. Easy going." Graser said with a beam of confidence. He smiled to himself. The Cube cheered.

"I think that you should first here him out." Dfield suggested, also getting murmurs of agreement.
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"I'm just saying that I prefer lemon zest on my salmon." Josh commented.

"Understandable," Preston nodded.

"Wait," Jaspanda ordered. He put his ear to the door. He pulled out his phone to record it. The group was being loud in the room.

"What the hell are you doing?" Preston whispers, earring a 'shh,' from Josh. PDawg puts his ear on he door as well

"...I don't trust him. That little Nathan kid."

"Ha. It's okay because I'm better than him. More handsome. Funnier. Not awkward. Easy going."

They back their ears away from door.

"Oh, my gosh." Presom breathes.
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"You're lying." Nathan says, during his night routine.

"No, we heard it. It happened." Josh takes his phone out and plays the record.

"So what was that plan you were talking about?" Nathan

I'm sorry that this chapter was so short. I'm just really busy these days but I get back home to Florida on Thursday! I hope you enjoy this chapter. A way longer one next week!