You know, the teacher asked for only half a page, and here's me with almost 30 pages . . . 

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"Was that thing made by the Technocrat Republic?" I asked while examining the scattered pieces in the grass.

"Yeah." He also was studying the pieces on the ground, but it looks like his mind was somewhere else.

I couldn't think of anything else to say, so all I said was "Wow."

He winked at me while smiling, "Wow is right, come take a look at this." He ushered me towards the small piece of metal he was observing before.

On the small metal piece, there was a label that read.

Specially designed and made by: The Technocrats Architects, Date **********

The ARCHITECTS?!?!

"WHAT?!" I was so shocked that I literally had to take some steps back from the blow.

"Yep, the architects, the most famous and best building designs in the all of the nations "

Something doesn't match up . . .

Don't architects design buildings?

"Uh, don't architects design buildings, why are they designing frogs now?" I asked him.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out." He sighed while sliding his back down a nearby tree.

I walked over to him while pondering what he had just said.

"Maybe they had a buyer who offered them a lot of money to build that thing?" I said unsurelly. "People usually do things like that when there's a prize, like money at the end. I remember that my parents would do that when I did my chores"

He lifted his face up at me and gave me a questioning look.

I gulped.

Did I say something wrong?

I was about to correct what I said, when he dropped his questioning face and stood up quickly.

"That's it! What if there was a buyer who wanted the mechanic frogs, or whatever they are?! And they hired the Technocrats Architects to design, maybe even build it!!" He started to happily pace around the tree at 'his' new discovery.

You know I was the one who thought of that.

While he was doing his happy dance, I was wondering if he was going to acknowledge that it was me who thought of it first. I watched him with my arms crossed and with an angry look on my face.

I'm going to stay like this until he notices . . .

A couple seconds later he made eye contact with me and immediately stopped. We both stared at each other akwardy before he made a forced cough and apologized to me, "Yeah, that's a nice inference."

I looked at him with a smug look, "Yes. Yes it is"

He scratched his neck and looked past me. I adjusted my head so he looked me in my eyes.

What is he looking for?

Once he realized that, he quickly shifted his head the other way.

Weird . . .

"Soo . . ." I slowly walked his way, "Are we going to the castle or not?" I questioned.

"Hmm, I feel like we should probably go there tomorrow, at the break of dawn" he looked at the ground intently while suggesting this. "It's already the middle of day, we could over the plan again-"

"NOOOOOOOO . . . !!" I ran up to him and started shaking him at the shoulders at the mention of going over the plan for the hundredth time. I swear if I hear that darn plan again, I might strangle him next time, but gently of course.

"But-" he tried to interject.

"No! I don't want to hear more of it. Zip it!" I yelled at him while putting my pointer finger on his lips, but not in a weird way.

He looked at me like a cute piggy that had been kicked too many times. I took a little pity against him, so I came up with an idea.

"How about you, and I, go on a little getaway?"

I saw the look of confusion on his face. "How do you take a getaway? What's a getaway? What do you do during a getaway? How-"

He stopped his questions when he saw my exasperated face.

"Can I finish?"

Wow, this guy has a lot of questions.

Maybe because he's more comfortable with me now.

It's not exactly bad, but it's starting to get on my nerves.

He looked at me and nodded.

"Ok, I was thinking about having a little picnic a little later, just you and me, you know, just to relax before tomorrow" I felt a little bit of sweat run down my face because I kind of rushed through the explanation, in fear of embarrassment.

"Hmm, okay, but what are we going to eat?" he questioned.

I had an internal breakdown the moment he said that.

Two reasons.

One. Because he seemed to have miraculously understood what I said before.

And two. I forgot about what we were going to EAT.

I had only packed a couple loafs of bread and soup. But when Luc came along, it was being devoured twice as fast and we ran out yesterday.

I mentally and physically banged my head on a nearby surface.

"You okay?" He rested his hand on my shoulder, I'm assuming trying to comfort me.

"Yeah, just another moment of my idioticness at it's finest" I stopped banging my head on the tree and actually stopped to think. Mom usually had long lectures with me about my inability to stop and think.

But I never paid much attention, because they were too long to remember much from. I basically tuned out the entire conversation.

And when she asked me questions about what she had previously been talking about, I had my answers at hand, because they were always the same.

After having the conversation multiple times, I thought she would change it up, I guess not.

Eureka!

How about we make a basket of fresh fruits and berries from the forest?

I took a deep breath in and tried to calm myself enough to speak clearly and composed.

"How about we pick some berries and fruits and have that? Like-!" I let my eyes wander around for something edible. Soon enough, I saw a berry bush with extremely red berries waiting to be plucked.

"This!" I ran to the bush and grabbed a handful of berries. They looked really delicious! I can't wait to eat!

I was about to pop a berry into my mouth when Luc slapped it all out.

"Aww . . ." I sadly looked at the fallen berries on the ground. "Why did you do that?"

He shook a long pointer finger at me, "Those berries are {insert sciency berry name here} and if eaten kill the person instantly! Did you not know that?!"

"Apparently, I did not, as you can see" I muttered at the ground, not caring too much about what he said, my berries had been rudely taken away from me.

"Did you not listen to a word I just said?!" he screamed, "They're poisonous! Poisonous! Listen to me! You will literally drop dead if you eat them!"

As he was yelling this, he was slowly walking towards, and my natural instinct was to back away from the madman.

"I heard you the first time you said it!" I resorted back, while fighting tears back. People yelling at me wasn't a new experience, I had plenty of that at the mines when I was younger and more stubborn. But when my family gets angry at me, I usually can't handle it and break down.

When he noticed my distress, he stopped getting angry at me. He took a couple steps back and sighed. "Sorry, I just don't want anyone I care about dying, again."

Oh, that's why

"It's okay, I just really wanted to eat something, I may have just been a tiny bit out of my right mind" I softly chuckled at the end.

We both began to double up with laughter at our previous actions.

"You know, I just realized something"

I became intrigued, "Hmm, what's that?"

"That I never got your name"

I slightly rolled my eyes, "Thats easy, it's-"

"HANDS UP, YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!" 

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It seems like they can never get her name 🤣🤣🤣

Word Count: 1329 (Another record broken)