Golden Deceiver (really late) Subchapter #2: Grief.

After Subchapter 1...

Essy and Astra sat outside Omelettas doctors office.

They had been sitting and waiting for hours, Essy was distraught, with her eyes raw from rubbing away tears. Astra had been rocking back and forth in fear and anxiety of what was to come.

Essy remembered the moment all too well. It had almost felt like a dream, like it had never happened. But it had. She wished it was a bad dream, but it wasn't. She had wished she had never gone on their little adventure. She wished she had stopped them and that she could've just had a normal day.

As more time passed, Essy and Astra became tired, but they could not sleep. Their sick hearts would not let them. Eventually however, even their aching hearts could not resist their natural urges, and succumbed to the call of sleep.

The next morning, they awoke to the sound of a door opening and closing. Omeletta was finished.

Omeletta stood, her eyes red from tears with a tinge of pain on her face.

"Is..." Astra managed to utter. "Is he okay?"

"No." Omi said as she shook her head.

Essy and Astra were filled with shock. Ove? Dead?

They couldn't believe it. Tears welled up in their eyes, even though they didn't know what they expected.

...

"He's alive." Omi said. "Alive, but he's not okay."

There was a bit of relief, but the feeling of dread still hung in the air. They were unsure of what she meant by "not okay."

"His eye..." Omi said as she clenched her fist in pain. "The tissue in his left retina has suffered severe trauma. It will heal, but some damage will be permanent."

Essy and Astra were shocked. The relief they had felt had been washed away...

"What were you two thinking?!" Omeletta yelled at Essy and Astra. "You could've been KILLED!"

Essy winced while Astra just listened in silence.

"You need to understand that you are not invincible!" Omi exclaimed angrily. "Just because you have powerful skills doesn't mean you are undefeatable!"

"Because of your SILLY little shenanigans, Ove's..." Omeletta stuttered. "He's..."

"Mom, stop."

It was Ove, in a hospital gown that ran to his knees, with a bandage covering the top left of his face.

"Ove!" Everyone cried in unison.

"It was my plan, mom..." Ove said shyly. "I dragged them into this. Not the other way around..."

"What?!" Omi cried. "You knew how dangerous this was! And now look... look at what it's cost you!"

Ove winced and looked down.

"..."

"We're in a lot of trouble, aren't we?" Ove peeped.

"..." Omi thought for a second. "No. You kids have been through enough. I'm... I'm sorry."

Omeletta grabbed all of them and squeezed them with a tight embrace. She kissed Ove and Essy on the tops of their heads. Ove felt a cold tear drop down onto his head.

The next day...

Ove had woken up the next morning to Omeletta running her hands through his hair.

"Good morning sweetheart." Omi said with an empty smile.

Ove felt strange he looked around, he was still adapting to having one eye covered. He saw a strange bag being held up by a machine, filled with Egg yolk with wires running to underneath his bandage. The needles felt weird connected to his face.

"Where did you get the yolk from?" Ove said curiously.

"Your father donated it..." Omi said. "Just for his little goober..."

Ove blushed a bit, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Heya."

Eggy.

"Where have you been?!" Omi exclaimed. "You've been missing your son when he needs you most!"

"I-I know..." Eggy said with a sad expression. "I had to stay back... they needed me to search the base. I didn't want to, with every fiber of my being... but I had to. I'm sorry..."

"..." Omi didn't answer. "Okay... I'll let you off the hook this one time."

Eggy sat down on Oves bed, and began to talk to him.

"Hi." Eggy managed to say.

"Hi." Ove said back.

"I'm so sorry I couldn't have been here for you!" Eggy exclaimed as he hugged Ove.

"It's okay dad." Ove replied softly as he squeezed back. "I understand. I wouldn't have wanted you to see me in that state anyway."

"I know it doesn't make up for it at all..." Eggy said as he pulled out a bag. "But I got you some food."

Ove was handed a bag of McDonald's, he gobbled it down easily.

"I know McDonald's is your favorite..." Eggy said.

"Thanks!" Ove said with a burger in his hand. "Way better than the cafeteria food, heheh."

"Isn't anything?" Eggy said, trying to cheer Ove up.

"Fair," Ove replied. "But McDonald's is just especially good."

"Gotcha this too." Eggy said as he pulled out a piece of tupperware with a slice of cake. "Made it especially for you..."

Ove devoured the cake and smiled at his dad. Eggy smiled back. They chatted a bit more, before eventually Eggy got up and said goodbye.

"Well, it was nice talking with you. Especially after all of... this." Eggy said, trying to smile.

"Same to you dad." Ove said. "Love you."

"Love you too, Ove." Eggy said before he stepped out of the door.

As Eggy stepped our of the door, he could not hold it back any longer. He felt the tears rush down his face, as Ove was right. He could not handle seeing his son in such a state. Omeletta held him in her arms and tried to comfort him. She kissed him on his head as she cried too. This was the beginning of the mourning and guilt...

[End of Subchapter 2]

Good Sub-Chapter! I’m going to make the all chapters post now

Aw thanks :)

I love your writing

Thank

I wish I could write like you

And the motivation to do it

If it helps I have a lot of trouble motivating myself sometimes

I'm lovin' it.

Oh thank god. He's alive.

Bro he is just like my mom now
A cyclops

At least your mom has an eye

My mom has none

As a matter of fact she doesn't have ANYTHING!

Oh right-

I’m dying why is this the cover