Venture

Chapter 2

Andromeda skipped beside me with her dusty pink overall dress and polished shoes. Her short blonde hair bounced about as we sauntered towards our familiar workroom on the 3rd floor of the warehouse. Three other people had their workrooms there, including Everard who was walking behind us.

"So what are we working on?" Andromeda asked happily. She looked over at me and raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know! You already asked me that question," I look ahead and sigh. "Maybe on that stupid cuckoo clock my brother threw at me last night." I scratch the back of my head and look around the monstrous room filled with Helpers, Pick-ups, and many other stuff that are either broken or in the midst of being finished and ready to be sold.

The Mechanics Warehouse was a very hard place to get in, you would have to study anything that has to do with math, constructing, and repairing, it took almost twelve whole years for me to get here, and I freaking started at five years old when my brother said something about it. My father warned me it would be hard but I couldn't care less and studied, studied until I finally got the job. I had ran all the way to Ettore Bridge where it was constructed. It loomed over the people that would walk about on the mossy and old bridge. It was very cool and had giant Pick-ups located against one of the wide walls of the warehouse. It would bring heavy stuff up to the floor where it was going to be repaired.

"What are you?!" Andro gasped. I grinned and slapped my brothers hand away before it could snake around my shoulder. Every time Andro said that, I knew my brother was near by.

"What do you want?" I questioned with a glare.

"What? Can't I walk with my little sister?" He asked. I groaned.

"No, you cannot, and plus I thought you were going back home." I said. He shook his head.

"I did but then I came back up here to finish fixing that Helper." He pointed down to his workplace at the very far corner of the 2nd floor where a Helper was sitting on old tracks that traveled around the whole concrete and dirt warehouse. The tracks went inside a tunnel which entered through the side of Ettore Bridge where it zoomed away to another warehouse where it disposed off it's rusty tools and needed supplies before coming back. The Mechanic's Warehouses were built to build and have trains going about without problems, they are called Helpers anyway.

"Right..." I waved goodbye to him as he ran across the vast floor and disappeared in the shadows of the room.

"Hurry up Kitty." I followed Andromeda up the stairs to the third floor and wondered where Everard went when I didn't see him walking behind us.

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"I'm hungry." I announced when I had finished fixing the cuckoo clock. I looked around the room and spotted Everard's wavy ash brown hair poking behind the Helper he was fixing. It sat still on rustic tracks that disappeared under a black tunnel on the wall.

I had seen him already working on it when Andromeda and I had arrived on the third floor, he hasn't stopped fixing it for a while now.

I let out a tired sigh and looked at the cuckoo clock in front of me. The time wasn't set yet because I didn't know what time it was. The sun was fully out now and illuminated the room with peeking rays.

"Lyle? What time is it?!" I yelled to catch the attention of the black headed man leaning against a wall with his phone out and glasses pushed to his face. He looked up at me and glared.

"My name is Emilio!" He yelled back. I furrowed my brow.

"I wasn't asking for your name!" I said and crossed my arms across my chest in irritation. He huffed and walked away. I plop on my oil stained stool and sigh, resting my chin on my arm and glancing at the clock in front of me.