Rusted

The Basement

  I woke up at 9:13 AM staring up at the roof, I got dressed and went downstairs. My stomach was aching, but I got used to it. My parents weren't home so I guessed they went shopping. I checked the dining table and my mom left some chicken and peas with a note that said

"Coming home at 10 PM, sorry we couldn't go to Grandfather's house :( ."

  Ok, that's definitely not shopping. I started to get angry, yes, I expected my dad to ban me from going to grandfather, but my mom? I said I would go no matter what so that's what I'm going to do. I quickly ran up the stairs, packed my bag with my emergency money, snacks, and some water. I had a feeling I was over packing, but it's better than under packing. I grabbed the house keys as I walked to the front door. Once I went outside it was cold as fuck, I locked the door and went to the closest bus stop I could see. I waited for about 10 minutes until the bus came. When I went in on the bus and I paid the required 50 cents. I was the only one on the bus so the bus driver decided to strike up a chat with me, "Where ya heading?" I didn't want to talk to him but I found it rude not to so I said, "If I give you more money can you take me to where I want to go exactly?"  The bus driver's eyebrows started moving crazily, "How much you talking?" People will do anything for money, "I'll give you fifteen if you can make it there in ten minutes." I could hear register dinging's going around his head.

  So he managed to get me there in 8 minutes, so I gave him seventeen instead. I saw my grandfather's two story house and a grin came over my face. This feeling felt nice. I went up the steps and turned the knob, surprisingly the door was unlocked. I close it behind me and saw the keys on a table. I stuffed them in my pockets and went exploring. I forgot where the basement was, so I went searching for that. I remembered that grandfather usually would hide things he didn't want people to see, the basement for example. The vintage smell from the house, just filled me with nostalgia. I started feeling the fireplace for any type of switch or button, nothing. So I went to the stair case and felt up the side of it, I pressed on it and it started moving and creaking. I pushed harder, but nothing happened so I tried pulling and it swung open which caused it to hit me in the face. I didn't mind the momentary pain, I was focused on the basement only. I wanted to see what he's done over the 8 years. I flicked on the light switch that was on the side of a narrow stairway, I went down cautiously because I don't know if he put traps or what. When I reached the end I gaped in awe.

  He made much more machines than I expected, he even made robots. Probably to help him with stuff since he was old? When I tried to flip the switch on some of them they only flickered with life for a second. I continued down the small walk path wondering where it would end. I was still walking while looking at the ground when I crashed into something. I quickly looked up and realized there was a human sitting on a table with his eyes shut. Alarm went through my body, was my grandfather a kidnapper? Is it dead? I didn't know how to handle unconscious people so I just lifted it's eyelids. The guy had orange pupils and black sclera's, this guy was either a demon or.... a demon. When I went away from him, he opened his eyes and made some weirdass sounds. -click- -flick- Don't tell me this is a robot, please don't.  He stared directly at me and said, "Hello Dior Valen Canfor, I am Christopher Demeti Canfor's creation." Ok then. I didn't like the word 'creation' coming out of a robot's mouth. It seemed wrong in many ways. He stood up and faced me with a smiling face. There was this awkward silence following until this thing spoke up, "So Dior Valen Canfor do you have any names that I can call you that are shorter than your original ones? A 'nickname' Christopher Canfor called it." He kept on staring at me and I said the dumbest thing, "Can you blink once in awhile?" The robot neutralized his face and started blinking, "Does this make your uncomfortableness at ease now Dior Va-" I covered his mouth, "Just call me fucking Dior." The robot gently removed my hand, "Dior, don't use the word 'fucking' unless you plan on doing it. It has no meaning other than having sex." WOAHWOAHWOAH why would my grandfather put this in it's chip?! This is gonna make the robot nit pick everything I say. "Oi, bolts, do you have a name too?" It closed its eyes for about 5 seconds, "None that I can recover from my memory. Would you like to name me to make it easier if you need me for something?" I thought semi-hard, "How about Demetri? It's a pretty human name unless you want RoboCop." The robot grimanced at me, "Do you get a good education Dior? I am obviously not a cop nor a robot. I am a humaniod social android." I hate this, someone shoot me. It then dawned upon me that this was possibly my grandfather's only working robot here.

   "Just stay here for the rest of your days or whenever you break down, which'll probably be soon." I said, as I was heading back upstairs. When I went back up I shut the door to the stairway, and decided it was time to leave. Surprsingly it had been 6 hours since all that, and I have no idea how. I grabbed my stuff, checked my pocket to make sure I had the key to the house and jogged to the bus stop. I went on a bus that didn't take long to arrive, and just collapsed in the seat. I was exhausted, that robot,  not even doing exercise still tired the crap outta me. I could just hear his voice say, 'But you're not crapping anything out of you'  When the bus arrived as close as it could to my house I saw my moms car. Dammit, shit, fuck nugget, asswipe, motherfuckers. I wish I could yell that at somebody. I opened the door to my house and reluctantly walked in, my mom went crazy and started kissing me all over my face, "I thought you died! We were going to send a search party or call the police!" Yay! Overreacting moms for the win. My dad just leaned against the hallway entrance looking tired of my bullshit, "Why did you leave?" Simple exscuse, "Roger invited me over to play Outlast 2 because there's nothing to do in this house." My dad sighed and left from my sight, "Dior your dad and I have things we would like to privately talk about, would you be amazing and go to your room?" I nodded, and started going up the stairs. I went to my room, and saw my beautiful, wonderful bed there. Waiting for me to jump into it, and that's exactly what I did. I was all snuggled in my blanket when Iheard something bang my window. I almost shit myself, literally. I wasn't gonna be one of those people in the movies who checks out the weird noises. I ain't gonna die today.  I quickly armed myself with my clock and just stared at my window. I heard the banging and saw a hand open my window slowly.

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He's gonna plan on doing it Demetri ( ‾ʖ̫‾)  

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If y'all don't know what a  sclera is, have no fear I looked it up for you already since I'm dumb as... I can't say fuck.... I'm as dumbas trash! >:)

Anyways a Sclera is the white in your eye, that's legit it .-.