Red Dragonfly: Wilbur Watts

Chapter Eighteen

Night fell over Scarlet City as classes were wrapped up with Wilbur and Ethan. Homework was stacked up on Wilbur's desk. But that was the least of Wilbur's concerns. He was getting dressed for Lloyd's party. He didn't have to wear anything flashy, all he had on was his hoodie, jeans and his sneakers.

"You ready to go?" Ethan asked, wearing a fedora and rainbow sweater. "You're not thinking of wearing that, are you?" Wilbur snickered softly. "Hey, I have you know that fedoras are the style nowadays." Ethan said with the tip of his hat.

"You look like a redditor." Wilbur chuckled. "You ready to go or not?" Lloyd said before he realized something. "Wait, How are we gonna get there? Lloyd's party is on the other side of the city."

A idea then popped into Wilbur's head like a lightbulb. "Just leave that to me." He smirked.

A short time later, Wilbur decided to take a joy ride in The Larva Ship with Ethan in order to impress the popular kids. "You sure Russell won't his ship is gone?" Ethan asked. "Trust me, he won't even notice its gone by the time we get back." Wilbur added.

They both took off in the Larva Ship, Wilbur steadily trying to keep the ship hovering.

Later, Russell checked his garage to see that his ship was gone. Russell quickly texted Wilbur on his phone.

(Wilbur. I want my shit back right now. I see you outside Scarlet City. Where the hell are you?)

Wilbur spotted the text and put the ship on autopilot to text.

(I'm meeting up with some popular kids from school. They're having a party. You're not gonna ruin my fun.)

(Wilbur. If I have to, I will FLY over myself, grab you out of the ship and bring you back home.) Russell texted back.

(Y'all can't just keep me locked up like a goddamn prisoner! You're not my father! I can go out with my friends if I want!)

Russell sighed. "Teenagers." He puts on his his concealed carry on holsters, his P226 and walks out the door before locking the lair up. Russell took off down the street, checking the phone he had every now and again. He flew off, going 400 miles a hour.

Meanwhile, Wilbur managed to get to the party, landing the ship in the backyard of Lloyd's mansion. It got the attention from a lot of popular kids. He was going live on social media. Wilbur and Ethan strutted out of the ramp of the ship, hearing the crowd of onlookers cheered loudly as all of them were recording this. "There's my boy! Give it up for Wilbur Watts!" Lloyd yelled from the stage by the pool.

"This is it, Ethan!" Wilbur grinned, holding his shoulders in excitement. "Pinch me! I must be dreaming!" Ethan was practically bouncing up and down in excitement.

Both of them were welcomed into a party of bass-induced rap music, beer down their throats like there was no tomorrow and being caught in mass raves by the crowd.

A little while later, Wilbur and Ethan were having a good time as they had on the patio outside of the mansion. Both of them had cans of beer in their hands as they were watching the party go on. "This is fun." Wilbur smiled. "Yeah, I never felt like this before, man." Ethan said, taking another sip of beer. "Is this what boarding school parties like?" Wilbur asked curiously. "Yeah, of course." Ethan's smile eventually fades. "But...maybe this whole popularity thing isn't worth it."

Wilbur looked at Ethan with confusion. "What do you mean? Getting popular was your idea?" Wilbur asked. "Well, yeah. But what happens after that?" Ethan retorted with a question. "I just don't want us to become douchebags, that's all. I've been thinking about it and...maybe being popular just isn't all that worth it. You know what I mean, Wilbur?"