Project Population Maintainance- //Klax//

Chapter Three

March 5, 22xx
Evening-(10:28pm)

-Kla's P.O.V-

Maxim seems to be doing better physically, although I do notice him sneaking off every now and then, but to where? As long as he's not doing anything malicious, I don't care.

-Crunch Crunch-

Maybe in a few more weeks he'll become fitter and I'll let him keep up with me.

-Crunch Crunch Crunch-

He appears to be easily motivated from how much effort he puts in his jogs and minimal work outs. I'm just relieved he isn't a stubborn tw-

-Crunch Crunch-

God, I can't sleep with this fucking noise, Is that Maxim-

-Maxim's P.O.V-

God, these chips are delicious, I'd rate 11/10. I'm pretty sure Kla is sleeping and he hasn't noticed my food raids, so I'm good.

-Creak-

?... Maybe he just moved to a different position on his bed, I pray so. I continue quietly chowing down on my chips, a little creak won't scare me away from my quality food. Especially no-

A hand aggressively steals away my chips, and I squeal loudly out of fear. What the hell was that?? Kla is asleep rig-

"Maxim." A low and raspy voice shakes me to my core. Shit! How do I snake my way out of this...

Kla climbs up the ladder and stares straight at me, I press my back against the wall in pure fear. Please don't kill me.

"Maxim." He repeats and I jump in place. "Why are you up so late eating this?" He said it more like a statement than a question. He can be such a scary bastard sometimes.

"I... Just wanted to eat something o-other than the cafeteria's food," I admit, quietly hoping he wouldn't press for any more questions. Alas, my life isn't going to be easy with him around.

"You know you shouldn't eat this kind of food. You need to be fit so you don't fall behind," he stated nonchalantly, I started quivering. I don't want to disappoint him, but I have to eat. It's a bad habit, I know, but it's a stress reliever for me.

"I-I'm sorry.. It's a bad habit of mine and I just can't cont-trol it," I started sobbing. God why am I so weak? He probably thinks im just a puny, emotional teen in an adult's body.

-3rd P.O.V-

Kla's expression softened to a more neutral face. The atmosphere completely changed and he didn't know what to do. Should he comfort him or let him cry it out? Being himself, he went between the lines.

"Just don't get too out of shape," he handed the crying boy his chips back and started crawling down the ladder. The crying ceased to quiet sniffles immediately. Maxim really didn't expect Kla to just leave him be.

"Um.. Wait!" Maxim shouted quietly, and Kla shortly climbed back up the ladder again to be face to face with him.

"Here," Maxim shoved a chip into Kla's slightly opened mouth, Kla flinching slightly and his face turning from neutral to confused quickly, but settling down after realizing what it was.

"You can eat it, thanks," Maxim beamed and put a chip in his mouth as well.

"Wfever (Whatever)," he climbed back down the ladder to his bed and laid in it, taking the chip out his mouth and looked at it. "This kid.." he mumbled, letting out a very quick and quiet chuckle as he took a bite into it, finishing it with another quiet yet pleased sigh before dozing off into a dead slumber. Maxim, on the top of the bunk bed, blushed lightly at hearing the chewing from below. He really ate it.