Hunt the Hunter (Revised Version To Be Uploaded)

Off Duty

~Cameron~

When someone asks you to explain years of someone else's planning, how exactly do you do that with complete accuracy?

With a flip chart? Projector? Spider diagram?

Do we still use those?

But that's exactly what Shika wanted me to do.

She had a small gleam in her silver blue eyes as she waited expectantly, and I kind of didn't want to say anything just so I could look at her expectant childish face a little longer. But, convincing myself to get it over with, I titled my head back and gazed at the ceiling.

"Hmm... Where to start, where to start?" I randomly muttered.

"How about the beginning?" I looked at her with raised brows, "When you met my parents."

"Uh..."

"Don't you dare say it was too long ago for you to remember." She threatened with a small glare, "You knew a lot more about me than I did. I think it's only fair you share your story."

I blinked.

Then sighed.

Realising she had a point, and that she wasn't going to budge until I said something relevant about myself.

"Uuugh... I ran away from home. Your parents found me a week after I bolted."

"Why'd you run?"

"Because I was told the grass was greener on the other side." I scoffed and shook my head, "Would you imagine that the grass was just as ugly?"

"So.... You grew up in the mountains?" Shika asked while sitting cross-legged on the floor and looking up at me.

"Yes I did. At least until I thought it would be easier and way more fun to join one of the world leading organisations."

She blinked, "How many organisations are out there like this one?"

"Major ones? Four." Her eyes widened and I shrugged, "Largest one? Ours."

"So..." She gestured around the room, "What are you planning now?"

"Finding real grass."

...

"... BWAHAHAHA AHAHAHA!!"

I blinked and looked at her as if she was some incomprehensible creature. She was laughing so hard, gripping her stomach and trying to not flop onto the floor. I've never seen her laugh this hard.

I also had no idea what she was laughing at. I don't think I said anything remotely funny.

"What?"

"J-Just gimme... Ahaha... A s-second... Aha– AHAHAHA."

I decided to let her finish and turned to busy myself with the papers before me. She took in one last, huge hysterical breath before silencing herself.

"Are you done?" I asked blankly.

"I'm sorry, I've just never seen someone so blatantly serious with finding grass–"

"–Real grass." I corrected and she bit her lips.

"Yes, of course sorry. Real grass." She said with a struggle and I felt my eye twitch.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find naturally growing green grass on earth now?" I asked and she shook her head, "Exactly. It's impossible. If it was possible, then life would be returning to our planet, but we don't exactly see that."