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- NOLI POV -

You know that feeling when you try to reach out to something—but you're never able to reach it?

Even if you try your hardest?

Yeah. This was exactly what i was feeling, seriously, i'm soooo much better than that kid he calls- what, c00lkid? He basically named it after his C00LGUI for voids sake! Whatever. I could just the play memories over, and over, and over, and over-

“No. I shallnt think like that."

Ooh boy was i in for a ride.

Little did i know what that small bastard could do.

- THIRD POV -

This was nice.

The sun peeking out from the ground below, rising up to shine upon the people. The kids loved it, enjoyed playing out in their yards while the sun was still shining, leaving a faint glow in it's wake, the chatter of school and among other things, everyone was feeling happy in Robloxia.

Of course, that has been ever since the two infamous hackers disappeared.. well.. only one of them. But still, the people learned to adjust back, even if there was an incident here and there, leaving room for excitement, fear, and other emotions to bubble up. The usual teenage scandals—

—yet nobody knew what happened to Noli. Not that anyone want to know what happened anyways (except maybe nosy people.. coughcoughyouguyscoUghCOUGH).

Of course, C00lkid was never one to stray from such things, he always loved to get his packed lunch from his dad, 007n7! Even if he does get teased a bit about how he looks, nobody actually tried to outright bully him, because he had his dad with him.

“Daaaaddd.. wwwake uppp I'm huuungryy..” C00lkid whined, trying to shake his dad awake, hands clasped onto his shirt, the alarm screaming in the background. When he was still sound asleep, he pouted, looked over at the clock perched atop his nightstand, and had an idea.

He grabbed the alarm, the poor thing was unaware. He adjusted it to start again, but WAY louder. It blazed in 007n7s ear, snapping the soul awake, the sudden sound of the BBBBBZZZZZTTTT-! shot him awake. 

“A-Gh— C00LKID!” He choked out, blinking his way back to reality, he had been dreaming of Galaxies. Somebody? Somehow. Some way—yet he had no time to stress over whatever the hell he was feeling, “dad! I'm starvvving, can you please make me some pasta?!”

Yet that stirred him fully awake, 007n7 lightly closed the alarm, like he wasn't close to a heart attack there. He.. kind of understood. So, with reluctance, he took off the blanket and pushed it to the side, getting up slowly, still groggy, yawning into his hand.

“Okay. Lets go kiddo, you take out the sauce and the pasta. I'll do the rest.” He smiled, ruffling C00lkids head, which earned him another whine. He couldn't be mad though, he was his child after all, and he wouldn't have it any other way. He watched as he ran to the door excitedly, pulling it open with a yank and running out.

He followed closely behind, deciding to go to the bathroom and do his business. He made sure to be quick, brushing his teeth, doing everything he needed to, he was happy he woke him up, because it was like, what, 5AM? Way before school.

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- 007N7 POV -

I looked forward at C00lkid with a slight smile, even if i was exhausted. He was hungry, so i couldn't agrue with that, now could i?

I stepped forward, taking a pot and starting to fill it open with water. "Sit down." "But dad!!!" "C00lkid come on.." I sighed, turning up the flames and putting the pot full of water down, grabbing some of the tomato sauce he had picked out and pulling back a bowl.

I opened up the sauce's cap, still brand new, so i had some reluctant struggles there.. yet i opened it and threw some of it inside, sprinkling some salt and pepper inside along with a small amount of chili, and lastly, a bit of water.

I looked over at the stubborn child, irritated, but deciding he could do something else. "Can you stir this for me?" I asked, to which C00lkid practically lit up, stumbling over and taking the large wooden spoon from my hand, starting to stir without another question.

I looked over at the now boiling water, unopening the package next and dropping some of it in, just enough for the two of us. I watched as it began to cook, hearing the aggressive stir of something. Poor thing must've been getting tortured with him. "Careful." "I got it!"

What a troublesome child.. i couldn't have it any other way.

- THIRD POV -

"Y'know, it's nice you woke me up way before school starts. You're a good kid." He spoke with a chuckle, to which C00lkid puffed up his chest in innocent pride, a grin plastered right on his face. "Of course i am, I'm C00lkid! Sillly.."

007n7 just shook his head, already moving to drain the water. "Hand me the sauce and spoon, kiddo." C00lkid nodded quickly, grabbing the bowl with the spoon still lodged in, putting it down tlnext to the pot, going away to the table to set it up. 007n7 grabbbed it and began dropping the sauce in.

He made sure not to do it too much, to keep it for later and add on. He mixed it evenpy, the sauce mixing with the plain pasta, even he had his mouth watering. Much to Nolis irritation. (did i surprise you)

He plated it, taking the plates to the set up dinnertable, putting it down infront of C00lkid, eyes sparkling. He ate  first, pulling up the fork and starting to fill up his stomach. This was nice, nothing could gone wrong, not really anyways, could it now?

(C00lkid was demolishing it and probably going to ask for seconds.) 

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- FIRST POV -

007n7 hummed slightly, enjoying the now peaceful silence, looking back at C00lkid, his face full of sauce. Truly, he wouldn't really have it any other way.

Damn it. I was getting more irritated by the second—watching that damn child eat. Maybe i should just make him vanish, both from his memories and from life itself! But even as those intrusive thoughts circled my mind, i sighed, control, Noli, Control. Easy on yourself.

I leaned away from the Voidstar, which i morphed into a ball of light, peeking into it to watch the scene that was unfolding. I should take it slow. "Perhaps it is so. I must be easy on myself, as i fear even i wouldn't save myself.."

I grumbled lightly, vemon not found in my voice. For now, I'll just attempt to relax.. and ease up. I couldn't let myself go just because of some tiny jealousy. (my guy you almost crashed out)

I pulled myself back up from my throne, large staircases circled around the high ground, taking my time to step down, the cloth i wore dragged behind me, daring not to get caught on anything, my halo, inches away from my head and upturned spun slowly, the spikes adorning it twirling.

- THIRD POV -

The birds flocked, perched atop branches, singing an old timely tune—likely trying to attract females. It was the natural cycle, was it not? 007n7 thought, looking at the same birds mentioned before. "Let me check the time.." He pulled up his wrist, looking at the watch always attached.

It- wait. It was almost time for the bus to come?! "Go dress, kiddo! The school bus is coming!" He called out to the already running kid, going straight back to his room to dress up and get everything else. "Okay dad!!" He called right back to him, closing the door behind himself.

And 007n7 did the same, retreating back to his own room, also presumably to dress up too.

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- THIRD POV -

007n7 and C00lkid had finally gotten dressed up, with 007n7 wear the usual burger hat, the small noob head atop it relaxed, like melting onto the bun it was placed on. Meanwhile, C00lkid was bouncing with glee, having brought his galaxy pants and shirt, a wolf plastered on the front.

And his backpack was also a galaxy. His dad looked back, a expression of confusion crossing his face. But C00lkid didn't notice his gaze, thankfully. He heard a bus pulling up, ushering the boy with him, a soft smile gracing his lips. This was perfect.

"Thanks for the lunchbox, dad!"

He many have said this to himself—or thought about it one too many times (sorry i love the phrase)—he wouldn't have it any other way.

Nope.

Nuh-uh.

Wouldn't trade it for the world, it was exactly why he had fallen from not so grace. Didn't hurt to think about it, just thought back on the times, he just hoped C00lkid wouldn't follow in those footsteps. Probably won't anyways but he likes to keep his hopes up just incase!

He saw him go, rushing down the few steps and running to the bus that had just arrived, looking back at him and adjusting his glasses, watching him go up and practically hop up the steps. Some things don't really change, do they now?

He went back in the house, making sure he was ready for work, tying his brown hair back a bit, glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, going right back out, locking the door behind him and heading for his car, getting in and closing the door behind him, putting his key in and starting it up.

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- THIRD POV -

007n7 had started up the car, with it bubbling up to life, the engine warming up and roaring. He pulled out the garage, moving his car way back and onto the street whilst adjusting his glasses back up, 007n7 always enjoyed these kinds of mornings. C00lkid being a ray of sunshine and filling up his stomach. It was something he could get used to. The life he loved.

Sometimes, he thought back to his friend—or, the person he discovered. He wasn't.. that bad. It's just, he didn't expect to find somebody like him out wandering. He had been a hacker, sure, but meeting a myth by chance wasn't all that nice. He doubted it actually was by chance. Whatever.

He couldn't slack off here! He had a job to do, being a mailman. Eh. Yes dogs barked at him.. he had to run away, he wouldn't let animals discourage him though, after all, he had to do his job. And, it actually paid well.

He made sure to pull the garage down and lock it, securing his house as he moved out, going at a medium pace, checking his wrist in the meanwhile. He headed to the postal depot, getting out and getting the boxes, loading into his backseat and passenger seat.

Next, first house. He opened up his GPS, picking the fastest route to go to a house. He had one hand on the wheel, the other taking out the designated mail to the designated house he was driving to, this life was great for him. He couldn't wait to go back to his house though—even if the day just started.

He pulled up, Novato. What a name, he can't really judge, his name was 007n7 after all. Funny. But not really. He pulledup to the driveway, making sure to position his car nicely enough so he could drive off rtight after, getting out of the car and taking the letters in his hands.

He made sure to be quick, unfortunately no time to talk. Because there a dog that didn't look too friendly, and he had enough of these bites, opening the woman's mailbo, and placing it in, waving away after Novato nodded along with a smile. Scene, he used to do scene—just now, he was fourty, he misses his younger days.

But not.. those days. He would rather not. He burnt things, and other people alike. He wouldn't let it get him, so, he would continue moving on. The past isn't something he clings onto anymore, and he's thankful for that, and with those distant thoughts, he got back into his car and drove off, going back to the street.

For now, he had to finish his work.