The Boy With Open Eyes.

Chapter Five: Hanging out and doing business

Cooper's P.O.V.

You could say that each of my family members is different but the only different one, for the most part, is my Dad. He actually loves me and makes sure to listen to me while also helping me when I had a problem or just wanted to hang out with him. The rest of them don't really act that way but I still can't help actually caring and loving about those guys even when they weren't the best at times. Kat is a nice sister that I wouldn't replace but sometimes she can be really negative about things and not seem to enjoy things very often but she's still nice to me. Nick and Blue fight sometimes by that I mean that Blue is yelling at Nick while Nick does nothing to defend himself.

Even when he's the one in the right of whatever Blue is mad about, so far I have never seen Nick react of any sorts just stand and waiting for Blue to finish. Blue does calm down then they talk like that never happened to this day Nick will say Blue is right if asked. Sometimes Blue doesn't mind when he's wrong but when he's yelling he's sating some pretty messed up stuff to him. At first a few glances they act exactly the same but keep looking and you'll see two different people that have different goals. Somehow their goals somewhat match in so they work together with Blue being the brains of the two even if Nick is almost as smart and nick being the muscle of the two.

But those fights are rare so the rest of the times they get along quite well they just have different opinions on myself and Kat. They don't bully Kat that much since she somewhat is like them but they go all out for me since I'm not somewhat like them in their eyes. Kat has gotten some pretty bad injuries in the past thanks to them but they make mine worse somehow. While I don't mean to make it sound like I'm comparing myself to her everyone mentions it even Kat herself notices. I'm glad they do though because she doesn't misbehave as much unlike me who always gets on Blue's nerves quite a lot.

I once made a machine that teleported me to a dimension that was like mine but yet I saw that Blue only did mean comments and Nick was defending me for the most part. And Father seemed way nicer but I was sucked back to mine which was when I noticed the difference in mine more clearly. I know it was a different dimension because that's what movies show and Dad explained it to me but I think he didn't know what I did. If he did then he must have not to mind or the fact that I was safe without a scratch maybe? Whatever it was I found out that must have been a different dimension of sorts but I don't know why my machine did that if it was made to make clothes to your exact measurements and which goes best with you.

Later it did work as planned sadly I wasn't able to change the dimension thing in it but it's not like my family touch my machines. Blue doesn't either which makes me wonder why he hadn't before but i wasn't going to give him any ideas for the greater good of us all. If he knew he might spare my life but force me to make machines to hurt people he doesn't like which would be horrible! Who would want someone with horrible intentions to have access to many machines built by someone who can easily make them? No one it's worse microwaving your hand for 5 minutes straight not being able to take it out or maybe their both equally bad which is up for debate.

I'll probably need to make more useful ones if I ever need an invention to help me with a future problem but which? I flip the pages to my notebooks full of ideas for machines I have yet to build or need to think somethings through before I build it. After a while of flipping through the notebook while sitting at my desk, I spot one that might be really useful for anyone in that problem. I just need to buy some parts but I also don't have enough spare parts even if I disassemble some machines so I might need to go meet my business partner. I get up and make sure to fold my notebook to show the one I want to work on I open my door and close it on the way out.