Chapter 7: Five

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My heart fluttered as me and Vanya walked down to afternoon training, her hand clasped in mine. We were paired with Ben and Klaus for our undercover work and chosen to be watched first. At our arrival, everyone else scattered across the mall. Not sure what do I walked into the nearest shop and bought a pair of dark blue jeans and fitted grey shirt with a black zip up hoodie. I noticed a small rose gold necklace with a music note on it, beautiful, like Vanya. Picking it up, I swiftly bought it and hid it amongst my clothes. One day I'd give it to her and ask her to be mine. After meeting everyone else, me and Vanya subtly followed the people we had been assigned too. Making notes about them to myself, I kept her hand wrapped in mine. Distracted by her, I didn't notice when the turned to look at us. Vanya's soft hands roughly pulled me to her and kissed me urgently. She rambled an explanation and apology, smiling at her blushing I teased her gently,

"Very good instincts, you should do that more often. Like all the time." We were pulled back dramatically into a shop. We tried to explain our predicament the best we could, suddenly feeling angry, I snarled at Klaus and Ben.

"It's not importnant right now, and you probably just blew our mission" 

"It is important... this will be weird and we need to talk about it" Vanya said with a pained whisper. I nodded but she did not grab my hand again. My hand felt cold and empty witht the absence of her hand. When we returned, we were ordered to lessons immediatly. Vanya never turned up for lessons, I assumed she was practicing the violin. Distracted by my maths equations, I didn't give it a second thought until she didn't turn up for dinner. 

"Where's Vanya?" I asked Father bluntly,

"She's ill, you are not to visit her for danger of being contaminated." Bewilderment filled my face, she had been fine earlier. Perhaps they signs hadn't arrived until she went to talk to father. Before going to sleep, I snuck into Vanya's room.

"Vanya?" Her room was empty, suspiciously empty. Leaving the room, I jumped down to the emergency room. Shocking Pogo, 

"Master Five! Surely you should be asleep." He scolded with a frown.

"Pogo, where's Vanya?" 

"Miss Vanya? She has been quarantined." He explained slowly,

"Quarantined?" Outraged, I paced the room. Pogo stopped me with his hands on my shoulders,

"I cannot take you to her, but perhaps I can bring something to her"  Nodding, I walked towards the door. "I'll come to get whatever it is tomorrow. Goodnight."

"Goodnight Pogo." Softly closing the door I walked most of the way to my room then abruptly jumped when I saw Mom going to check our beds. She looked different, sad possibly. How peculiar, what could have upset a robot into having emotions such? 



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