The Perfect Eutopian

shii Is The Flower

They still kept looking at him. Didn't mind me at all, but kept their eyes on him and him only.

He removed his hand from my head and continued on. I didn't understand how he could keep so calm and just walk on like no one was even knowing he was there, but their eyes were on him.

Glued at his every movement. Just looked. And he would do nothing but walk on.

I felt this was a learning lesson. If they make younthe center of attention, but not give you anything good from it, then just move on?

I dunno but they eventually looked away once he made it to another door. He opened that one and it was a darker, warmer, room than the other.

Red carpets and good design. Almost like it was a whole different house.

He shut the door and pulled me along.

"Where are we going?"

I asked.

"Hush it, child."

"But E.V-"

"I said, hush it."

He snarled quickly.

He turned back and continued walking. He looked serious. But i ment business too. He got to the registration table, where a mojinkian sat looked quite anxious.

He shifted his eyes and had cold sweat.

"O-Oh Professor E.V...what are you doing here?"

He asked.

"I was unwantingly invited for registration. Do cut the questions quick, i have not a minute to waste in here any longer."

"But of course...."

He shifted for some papers.

"Ya know you look quite good in blac-"

"Get the papers."

The man was cut off by Error. And quickly shuffled around again.

"Here are your papers...i guess you really were invited.."

On the papers were a bunch of writings, and at the bottom was a flower and tiny seeds around it.

"Whats that?"

I had asked.

"Come with me."

That didn't answer my question but i guess thats where we're going.

He sat on a red chair, me sitting next to him.

"Now can you tell me what that is about?"

I asked.

He looked at it, flipping the paper back, then to the original side.

He then folded the paper into an envelope.

"Hello? E.V?"

i called.

Still Nothing. He just sat there doing origami with the paper.

After that, picked up a small piece of paper that flew out the envelope.

It read for him to re opened the letter at the perfect time.

"What does that mean? And why did we have to get all dressed up just to get a silly letter. The have to wait?"

I asked him.

He just looked at me.

"Well?"

He looked away after i said that.