An Encounter Of A Lifetime | TIMESLIP | BOOK 3✔

(5) - Family -

5 - Family -

Boboiboy walked towards the ship deck, looking to the distant of his planet before him, his eyes sullen as his bandaged hand tightened around the leather seat he took. His eyes shut for a moment, recalling the words inside the Fleets Office, looking down at him with troubled eyes. He'd just woken up and was called to their office upon consciousness.

'You are requested to take a leave of absence for the next few days until you get your head straight, Admiral.' Boboiboy tried to argue, but their disappointed gaze made his eyes flicker for a moment, words stuck in his throat as he slowly looked down, pressing his lips shut as he nodded.

The moment he boarded the shuttle, his wrist was held on, turning to see Yaya who'd just known of his recent disciplinary sanction. Her brown orbs widened to see his disheveled appearance, lips pressed together as he faced her, giving a slight smile, moving his free hand to cup her cheek, "I'll tell the kids you'll be busy. Don't miss me too much, love." He spoke, sounding lively but in the years they'd been together, Yaya knew better, she knew him more than she knew herself at that point.

Boboiboy's eyes looked defeated as it pained her to see him in such a state, gently holding his unbandaged hands, pressing a kiss on the back of it, "Keep safe, I promise to follow you when everything is finished." She murmured into his skin, earning a bright smile, her reassurance giving him some strength as they let go, Boboiboy entering the ship as he turned away from the rest of them, catching a glance of the Fleet's who had to see him off with mixed reactions of concern and trouble.

Landing in a clearing, Boboiboy opened the hanger, soon drawing down as he saw Papa Zola presently saluting him with a small smile, hearing about the recent battle, "Hi, Sir." Boboiboy greeted as he walked towards the older, getting tackled into a hug as the man voiced, "It's fine my disciple of justice. It'll be fine." The words made the brunet smile, chuckling as they broke the hug, moving to his car as their base of operation was a few miles away from the city, not wanting to cause some civilians to panic at the sight of a spaceship.

"I'm surprised you remain unchanging, young one." Zola voiced, glancing at the male's physique, earning a chuckle as he slightly shook his head, putting an arm over the door, resting his head. "My body works differently now, Sir. My powers directly affected my physical age due to alien tech." "Ah, right, right. I forgot about that, ahaha!" He laughed, their vibrant chat letting Boboiboy forget the reason for his sudden disciplinary sanction.

Arriving at the Cocoa Shop, seeing the bustling shop as a young male was busily taking orders alongside a male brewing some drinks. He hopped off the vehicle, shutting the door as Zola moved off to go home, bidding a quick farewell, the Admiral walked to the main-stall, people looking at him with piqued interest and enamored.

A hand by the counter, he knocked, earning the attention of the barista, eyes widened as Boboiboy snickered, "You really do look like me, Zack" He voiced, sitting down by them as some of those ordering were looking at him. "Dad?! When'd you come back?" "Just today, had a long flight if you will." He answered, giving a polite nod to those ordering, "Thank you for at Tok Aba's Cocoa Shop, I hope you enjoy your drink." He beamed a smile, Zack irritated by the women flustered, humming, retrieving their drink as they went off.

"You sure can flirt, Uncle." "I wasn't though?" Boboiboy voiced, furrowing his brows as he was genuinely unaware of why the two boys were looking baffled, leaning over the counter, "Where's Atok, Yanyan?" "Home, I had to persuade him to cut work early, he was feeling tired already." Zack spoke, sighing at their workaholic great-grandfather, Faze giving a pointed look to the male, seeing his wounds.

"Are you okay, Uncle? Looks like your mission got rough." Faze stated, pointing to his bandaged arm that Zack took in, grabbing his father's shoulder in shock, earning a stifled laugh from the brunet, "I'm fine. Some complicated training and I needed to get home to rest." Boboiboy retorted, showing his wrists mobility, slightly loosening Zack's anxiousness, seeing him pout, earning a pinch from his father, turning to Faze. "Where are the girls anyway? And don't you have school?" He added.

Zack managed to free himself from the pinch, turning to his father, "It's literally mid-noon, dad, We finished classes. The girls have extracurriculars–" "Unfortunately." Faze interjected, frowning at the thought, Zack snickered. "Now you know how I felt when Brianna had different interests and had to be separate from me." He retorted, teasing the raven-haired figure, both bickering as Zack got a cup of cocoa and put it before his father who thanked him for the service.

"You'll get even more separate when you enter college, y'know." The elder voiced, earning pouty faces from the two boys, "Have you figured out what you'll be doing for majors?" Boboiboy adds, sipping from his drink, Faze hummed, tilting his head as he inquired, "What did you go for, Uncle? I didn't get to ask Pops about his course too now that I think about it." Boboiboy slightly choked on his drink, coughing slightly as he looked at the two pairs of eyes with piqued curiosity.

"You didn't know your dad got a double-degree?"

The older brunet got flustered, turning to see Tok Aba coming towards them with his figure, smiling at them as the two boys had their jaws dropped, looking at him with amazement. He sheepishly grinned, scratching his nape, "Y-yeah, I wanted to make sure if I can't make it for TAPOPS's training regime, I'd be able to score a job somewhere. So I kinda got a Radiology and Business Administration double-degree." Tok Aba chuckled at how flustered his grandson got, sitting by them as the customers had died down or were seated in his stalls.

Faze tilted his head, thinking of his father when Tok Aba graciously answered, "You dad got a Law Degree, Faze." "He did?!" Faze voiced, feeling taxed with choosing a course now that their parents' academic background was amazing. "Don't worry about what you'll choose, it's more important to know if you'll enjoy the courses." Boboiboy interjected, showing amused smiles to the two as he saw them tell him how they were still unsure, the frantic discussions keeping himself grounded, his elements kept lock-in-key, trying to ensure his stability.