One bowl of Spicy Noodles

Chapter 3

Listening to music while walking back to the new noodle car, MK is enjoying the day. He just finished with the orders Pigsy gave him... Well, at least until he goes back and picks up twenty more. Suddenly, he's pulled into the alley and is pinned down with a masked figure wearing a red hoodie in front of him.

"H-hey! I wouldn't mess with me if I were you, I-"

"Hush!"

Mk recognizes the voice instantly.

"Red son? What are you doing?"

"I... I thought about your offer... I... I want to accept it."

Mk gasps, hands on his face as he smiles in delight, making a stupid and honestly adorable face doing so.

"Alright, well, lucky for you I know the perfect place! Hope in the car and I'll take you to Sandy's. He's the chillest dude I know!"

"Who?"

"You'll find out when we get there."

Red Son hops on into the backseat, making sure his face isn't visible to anyone that would happen to glance over. The two go through the city, seeing the destruction that has engulfed the vast majority of what people previously called their home. Buildings collapsed, rubble-filled some of the roads, powerlines down, and medics still trying to find the bodies of those that went missing, never to be seen again. It isn't long until they make it to Sandy, who is already outside and tending to some flowers.

"MK! Nice to see you again!"

"Yeah, and I hope you don't mind buuuuut... I found someone who wants to change and I think you can really help! You definitely know him, but I ask that you don't freak out because he really wants to change."

Red Son takes a deep breath before presenting himself. The large, muscular, tall, and all-around menacing man looms over him before giving him a big hug whilst giving out a hardy laugh.

"Great to see that some people want to change for the better! What's your name again?"

"I... I am Red Son."

"Alright, I'm calling you Red just to shorten it up. You aren't allergic to cats, are you?"

"No?"

"Good. I'll see you later, MK!"

Mk waves goodbye, going back to work and leaving Red Son with this large yet strangely very kind and gentle man whom he has just met. Upon getting inside, cats soon swarm Red Son as he radiates a bit of heat naturally.

"Well, that's a good sign. Cats are very picky with who they spend time with and who they like, you know? I recommend you get comfy on the couch while I get some tea ready."

He leaves the room, leaving Red Son to lay down on the couch with a bunch of cats on top of him. He notes that they're vibrating and making a slight humming sound, which is oddly pleasant. He pets one, enjoying how fluffy it is and adorable. Some begin to make a repeated motion of pressing one paw into him and then pulling up to let the other paw press down, in a gentle way. He doesn't know why, but this really does feel like bliss.

"Well, I guess my therapy cats are doing their jobs!"

Sandy enters the room, making Red flare up a bit and want to get up to defend himself, but the moment he begins to the cats on him vibrate and hum louder and louder, as if demanding he stay put. Due to the nature of their hypnotic ways, he can't decline.