Simon went into rest mode when Marcus left their room. Marcus also said that while touring, he saw Sister Emily doing something in the kitchen so he decided to help. Simon also wished to help but Marcus insisted Simon to rest. How nice of him. Well, Simon’s sure that whatever they’re both doing, they’ll be fine until Simon heard a huge crash below. Simon immediately exited his rest mode and went down as fast as he can.
While going to the dining hall, he noticed faint black smokes coming from the dining hall. He went there and his sensors indicated that the black smoke came from the kitchen. He scanned the area and found the fire extinguisher at the corner and grabbed it, removing its pin and barging into the kitchen and scanned the fire.
While scanning, he noticed Sister Emily and Marcus covering their mouths and noses and desperately coughing out the inhaled smoke. Infront of the two victims is the fire and without hesitating, Simon aimed the fire extinguisher to the fire and immediately putting out the flames.
The fire finally died out and Simon opened the windows in order for the smoke to come out. He searched the area for a clean cloth and damped it in water and approached Sister Emily to wipe her face as well as Marcus, who were finally be able to breathe very well.
“I thought I was gonna die!” Sister Emily gasped and continued breathing.
“Emily! Why did you cook?! You know you don’t do that kind of thing!” Marcus said while yelling at the other.
“Hey! You also tried cooking it too! You put way to much oil to the food I was making and set the fire high!” Sister Emily said back.
“I-I was trying something from what I read and you were doing it wrong!” Marcus also said back. Simon looked at them as they both continue to argue about whose fault it is. He wanted to speak but they’re talking too fast and loud and for a second, Simon couldn’t handled it and snapped.
“What’s important is both of you are safe! So please, stop yelling to each other!” Simon said loudly when Sister Emily and Marcus finally looked at Simon.
“It’s still your fault though, Marcus.” Sister Emily hissed.
“You started it.” Marcus hissed back.
“Please, stop.” Simon said and helped both of them to get up and settled themselves to the dining hall and waits till the smoke was gone.
“I’ll handle the dish for dinner. I’ll make something what I can find on the cupboard and in the fridge.” Simon volunteered to cook but Sister Emily has spoken.
“Oh, about that. I kind of experimented on what the food I was making so… we don’t have anymore ingredients.” Sister Emily wasn’t joking and indeed. When Simon checked the cupboard, nothing was left. But there are instant foods left. Biscuits, noodles and canned foods. Guess noodles will do the job then.
The smoke was now gone and Simon let out 17 cups of noodles and served it with hot water on the table. The two were still there. Seated on their seats as they watched Simon prepare.
“Stop staring. You are both making me nervous.” Simon said while serving them hot tea.
“I’ll go get the children now. Marcus, can you ask Mother Teresa what she preferred for dinner? There’s only biscuits, canned goods and noodles left and tea, juice, milk and coffee for beverage. Also, please make a proposal that we needed to go to the grocery tomorrow. Thank you.” The blonde asked Marcus a favor and proceeded to go to Mother Teresa.
“Tell her what you’ve done!” Sister Emily shouted when Marcus left. And in response, Marcus let out a groan.
Simon went upstairs to fetch the children and he was surprised that they he just saw the kids casually playing house and stuffs.
“Didn’t you all notice or smell the smoke?” Simon asked with a worried expression he’s wearing.
“Oh, it happens all the time, Mister. Sister Emily really just love to experiment some foods. You’ll get used to it too, Mister.” So Sister Emily really does want to try some things out. That explains a lot. Anyway, it’s dinner time.
“It’s time for dinner, children. We’re having cup noodles and juice as beverage tonight. There aren’t many available ingredients left in the cupboards and fridge. But don’t worry, Marcus will talk to Mother about the food.” The children followed Simon downstairs and when they arrived there, the kids have taken their seats and Marcus arrived to serve Mother Teresa’s dinner. He served Biscuits in a plate and hot tea for the old woman and carries the tray back to their mother.
Before touching their foods, Sister Emily prayed for the food they’re having tonight and apologizing about the incident a while ago. They said their “amen’s” and feasted on their foods.
Marcus arrived and says his prayers and sat on his chair. Simon decided to take a seat next to him since there aren’t any vacants anymore. The android on the group watch the children as they talked and laughed on certain topics they were discussing. Simon didn’t notice that he was smiling.
“So, Simon. Enjoying so far here in the orphanage?” Sister Emily asked as she slurped the noodles she was eating.
“Y-yes. Everyone’s been so welcoming.” Simon said when Sister Emily started congratulating the android’s cause and asked a question which Simon didn’t expect.
“Glad you’re enjoying here. By the way, congratulations on winning the revolution! You really captured our hearts. Majority in this area really supported you guys. Tell me, did you join the revolution, Simon?” Marcus turned to look at Simon, who was silenced at his own seat when Marcus dropped his fork to speak.
“Really, Emily? You can’t just ask him that. He might be traumatized.” Marcus pointed out, causing Simon to stutter to answer the nun.
“N-no, it’s okay. Uhm… yes, I joined the revolution.” Sister Emily nodded to the blonde’s response but quickly apologizes.
“What was Markus like? If you don’t mind me asking.” Oh my rA9. Of all the questions, why that? It was Marcus this time who asked Simon. He clenched his knees and tried to not make himself nervous.
“H-he was… he was… Markus, he…” Simon kept stuttering. He was supposed to be proud of spreading his leader’s name but… he can’t speak the words out. He hated it. He hated himself. Simon tried his best to answer but Marcus stopped him.
“H-hey. You don’t need to answer me if you’re uncomfortable.” As what Marcus had said, he didn’t need to answer the tanned man.
“I’m sorry, Simon.” Simon looked at the man beside him who just apologized to him. Tears were about to escape from his eyes and his stress levels is increasing rapidly.
“I don’t have a choice.” The memory of Markus back at Startford Tower suddenly played inside of Simon’s head, causing Simon to suddenly stand up. He can still feel the pressure at the rooftop. He felt a spark in his thirium pump and excused himself to exit the dining hall.
He was feeling his pump as he walked in the hallway to go to his room; their room. The blonde never felt this kind of malfunction before. He ran a diagnostic but his systems says that all were functioning properly. Finally, Simon’s tears pour down. He wanted to forget all of it. He wanted to forget Markus. Simon lay down on his bed and curled up while still feeling his chest.
“Why do I still love you?” It was really painful. Sniffs and sobs can be heard around the room and he stopped it when he heard a knock.
“Hey, Simon? You there?” There was no answer after a few seconds.
“Y-yes, I’m fine!” Simon said as he opened the door to face Marcus. They were close. Too close. But Simon backed a few inches and Marcus did the same.
“You okay? You looked really stressed.” Marcus said when Simon manage to answer normally.
“I’m okay now. Just felt a short circuit in my systems. Are the children done?” Simon lied about his systems and immediately made an excuse to avoid the subject. Thanfully, Marcus understood it and responded.
“Oh, yeah. They’re done. But don’t worry, we’ll handle the mess. You can sleep now and you know, take your time until tomorrow.” Marcus said as Simon thanked the man. When Simon was about to close the door, he heard Marcus say something.
“Good night, Simon.” And the door is closed. Simon can feel his system is going back to normal. He again lay down in his bed and before going to sleep mode, he too, also said something.
“Good night too, Mar(c/k)us…” Then he entered sleep mode until tomorrow.
It’s my first time making a short fanfic. Please be nice to my english 💙
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