"Sir! I've got some news about your son!"

"Really? How is he? Is he doing fine?"

"Well..."

"Well what? Say it."

"He got in a traumatic faze because of what the caporal Stephen done..."

"That bastard... Get me there now. I need to talk with him."

"Yes sir!"

The caporal and a group of soldier got out of the camp by a big black car. They ride on the road through another base camp. Where it has mostly scientist and engineer working together on making weapons and other stuff for the army.

At they arrival, the group and the caporal could see everyone being pretty fast than usual. Looks like something was happening inside the building.

Gerald made his way to the gate door and pressed a button that would open the metal door up. Once it was, the caporal walk inside first and the soldiers followed behind him.

Normally he would have come here by himself to deal with this. But he prefer to have some men with him to be sure nothing bad will happen here. He knows that here the security are mostly robot than flesh and bones to protect them from the terrorist attack.

He has no hope in those thing. He even think those could turn against them if the terrorist put a hand on it. He was sure that it could bring panic to those sickos from the QG.

He never liked how the lieutenant acted with him or even how the leader approved to even let him be stuck at a camp base to train soldiers. But in his case he was more a guy that has to do the paper works. After being a legend weapon to them they only keep him in a place where mostly nothing bad would happen to be dangerous. But never though about a plan on protecting the base for the scientist. He felt sick and mad for that. But he can't do anything or say a word about that. They have him under control and if he made a wrong move again. He don't wish to be put back into a cage... Again.

While walking some alley and going to a sector to another. The workers avoided to look at him or even get in his way. They knew that he was angry and they know the a brute he could be if you dare to snap at him in this state.

The old man stop right in front of double doors. He let out a low growl at the sight of the name of the one that took his son away.

Without knocking he Burt the doors open open and rush in like a wild animal. "Stephen!"He yelled his name in pure hate. The called camera man brought his attention to him by flinching. He tried to hide desperately under his desk but his neck and head could still be seen with his hands also greeting on the wood furniture. "H-Hey Gerald... How are you doing?" He shakily asked him. He seemed to fear him in a way.

The caporal got closer to the desk until he slap his hands hard on it. Of course he had to control his force to not break it. Not yet. "Can you explain to me the fuck you were doing with my son!?" He was very protective over the boy.

Stephen pov :

Gosh..... I have made such a mess! I knew I should have not taken his son away! What was I even thinking!?

Oh Lord... His eyes are looking right througt my soul! I can't help but love this look... Those red pupil that glitter such pure hate.. such dominating aura from how he is standing.

Oh my... I want to hug myself so badly!
I want to have some fun!
I want him to-

Focus Stephen! Focus... Take deep breathe 'cause now it's no time to mess this more up.

I have to explain him the reason and I don't think he will believe me or even understand in the state he is in..

I slowly stood up and let go of my desk that I thankfully have has a shield in a way. But which how Gerald was right now. His hope to be safe was less sure on it.

"U-Um... I can explain to you but please calm down Gerald.. You are getting way too mad right now." I softly said has I raise my hands up a little. Making some small motion in a way to made him know that I was not armed.

He let go of my desk and mostly throw away all my stuff on it by switching his arms in a rough move. "Way too mad!? Stephen you know that right now I am controlling myself to not go berserk on you!" He screamed out. Everyone outside the office could hear him from afar.

I have to really calm him down. It would be stupid but here goes nothing..

3rd pov :

Stephen walked slowly around the desk in a seductive way. Gerald followed his move and huffed. He was confused by how he seemed calm in front of him. Before he was afraid of him and he was still inside. But now he was mostly standing there with that aura of being confident.

The caporal keep staring at the tall camera man with his hands folded in fist. Stephen moved a hand under Gerald big eye and his other hand got on his shoulder to the left. "Hey hon... I'm very sorry for what I did. But I promise I did not leave any trace on his body.. you know that I can be crazy but... Please relax. Your gonna scare my workers by screaming like that. Plus your son is in good care right now. He will be feeling better soon." He remove his hands away on him. "When he see you of course." He look at him in a soft way.

Gerald realize he needed to see his son now. Not seing Stephen first and have to scold him. He shook his eyes and goes out of the office. He walked fast to where the nursery could be.

When he found it, he sprinted inside and quickly asked a nurse of where was his son.

She told him where and he thanked her before he got to the room. "Timmy!" He said has he could see his son on a corner of the room, hugging his knees. Looks like he hated the place until he look at him.

His green eye showed how sad and scared he was. He even looked like he saw a nightmare.

Timmy stood up and crush hugged him. He cried tears has he tighten his grip on him. The old man hugged him back and would carefully pat his back. "I'm here now... I'm here.." he softly whispered to him. His son hiccup has he nod his head a lot."Dad... W-Why am I so weak?" He mumble out through his sobs. Gerald did not liked how his son was right now. 'what could that idiot have done to him?' he though narrowing his eyes.

He pick up his son and walked out of the room. He went back to Stephen office to see him pacing around in a worried manner.

"Stephen. Why does my son is telling he is weak? Did you do your weird stuff again on him thinking he was like me?" He asked seriously has his son did not want to let go of him. The taller man stop his moves and let out a sigh. "Gerald. You know that my mind is not very well doing fine sometimes. I could control what I have done back until I realise the mess I did. Hopefully I did came back to my sense in time." He explained has he looked down. Ashamed of what his crazy personality have done.

Gerald goes sit down on the couch and petted the top of his son eye skin.
"I don't even understand how the others think you are a caporal... Your twisted personality was never here before. How come you can't control it? I know you have kinky stuff but please. Don't ever do that again. Not on my son anymore." He close his eyes and hugged his son again.

Stephen watch them and decided to sit down has well. On the couch but not so close to them. "I'll try to do my best.. But if I really end up being a true crazy men. You must know that has your old friend... I want you to be the one to.." He look at Timmy and look away. "Kill me." He sadly said.

Timmy eye open in surprise has he look over to him. "W-Wha..." He then look to his dad. Gerald seemed to be surprised by this too. "Stephen... I can't do that. Not to you." He look up to him. The caporal don't want to lose a friend even though this one was going not good mentally. Timmy was even sad for his father. Despise how he hated the camera man too. He knows there is a weird relation between the two. And if he ask someone important to them to kill him.. This is impossible to do for the other one.

Gerald let go of Timmy and gave a hand to Stephen. The man look at his hand and grab it firmly. He quickly got pulled over to be face to face with him. He flinch a bit to that and would blush if he could. "Idiot. There is a better way to heal this you know?" He said amused has Timmy decided to just get out of the way and go sit on the wheel chair over the desk. He would playfully spin on it.

The two caporal let go of their hands and took a glance at Timmy. "Are you sure he is your son?" He whispered close to him has the other chuckles to that. "I'm sure he is. He just never had fun time in his childhood." Stephen tilted his head a little. "Is that so? Mmh... He still is young to me." He pointed a finger to the boy that was enjoying his time on spinning on the wheel chair like it was a fairy wheel in an attraction parc.

Gerald shrugged. "Well I still can catch the time I have lost with him.. though I don't know what game he likes to play or if he even know what a game is." He sounded worried. Stephen let out a tic noise and patted his laps. "What about you ask him? You never know... But if this is a problem for you I can help you." He happily said.

The three eyed man think about that and nodded in silent. It was maybe a good idea if he asked Timmy about what game he want to play. But having Stephen help him on that. He was not so sure. He was even concern about what the crazy side of him would do if it took control over.

But right now he just enjoy the break time he has while watching his son having fun with a simple thing in life.

To be continue...

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Gerald : *accidentally broke the desk.* Oh sh- Sorry!

Stephen : My desk!*he dramatically pretend to faint.*

Author chan : *sigh.* Seriously Gerald it's the fourth time you broke it and Stephen please stop being a drama queen!

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Timmy : *is crouched on the corner of the nursery room he was in.* My precious.... They have stole it from us! *He mimic golum voice.*

Gerald : *raise an eyebrow* what?

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Gerald : *stare at Stephen.*

Stephen : *Stare at Gerald.*

Timmy : Kiss already!*he shouted from the wheel chair.

Gerald : *He wheezed has he move away from the camera man face.*

Stephen : *cover his optics.* Timmy for the love of god...

Everyone behind : *could not help but laugh.*

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Timmy : Wee! I'm spinning! And I'm also dizzy that I'm going to puke..

Gerald and Stephen : Timmy!

Timmy : what? It's true. You know how long I've been spinning on this? Damn..

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Stephen : *whisper*is he on drugs?

Gerald : *snort.* What? No.

Stephen : aww... That would be fun to see.

Gerald : *hold on to not laugh at that.*

Timmy : I heard you!

Stephen : *whistle and look away innocently.*

Timmy : Hey! Don't act innocent now!

Gerald : *wheeze.*

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