Post by Vanto Lux on Oct 14, 2011 19:33:18 GMT -5
"Daddy, please!"
"No, Van."
"Pleeeeaaassssee!"
"No." Mr. Lux said with a sense of finality, and the six year old pouted in responded, crossing his arms and turning his head away in response. The black haired boy mirrored in father in many ways. The adult stood at six foot exactly, with short black hairs and seemingly emotionless black eyes. He was wearing a dark yellow suit, with a white dress shirt under and red tie. He towered over his son, who was only a little under four feet, same black hair and eyes (his full of life, of course), and a black tank top with navy blue shorts. The father grabbed his son, and pulled him away from the Ice Cream truck parked in front of the Capsule Corp. building. Mr. Lux dragged his reluctant son away and into the building, following the other groups of parents and their children.
Vanto groaned, being yanked reluctant through the building. He didn't really care much for this place. I mean, honestly; why would he want to be in boring father's boring work place doing boring stuff when he could be outside, hanging with his friends from school. Maybe watching Son Goku's performance for the fifth time today! That never got old to him! He wished that his father didn't bring him to this. Man, that guy had the nerve! Bring him to this horrible place, and NOT buy him ice cream. FATHER SHOULD BE GIVEN THE NEEDLE.
But Vanto couldn't do that. Without getting arrested, at least.
Vanto groaned again, this time louder. Surprisingly, Mr. Lux let go of him, causing him to stumble back slightly. "Wait here." The authority figure said before walking off into a sea of adults. Vanto looked around, noticing that he was in an area with a bunch of other kids, all mingling with each other.
What now?
"No, Van."
"Pleeeeaaassssee!"
"No." Mr. Lux said with a sense of finality, and the six year old pouted in responded, crossing his arms and turning his head away in response. The black haired boy mirrored in father in many ways. The adult stood at six foot exactly, with short black hairs and seemingly emotionless black eyes. He was wearing a dark yellow suit, with a white dress shirt under and red tie. He towered over his son, who was only a little under four feet, same black hair and eyes (his full of life, of course), and a black tank top with navy blue shorts. The father grabbed his son, and pulled him away from the Ice Cream truck parked in front of the Capsule Corp. building. Mr. Lux dragged his reluctant son away and into the building, following the other groups of parents and their children.
Vanto groaned, being yanked reluctant through the building. He didn't really care much for this place. I mean, honestly; why would he want to be in boring father's boring work place doing boring stuff when he could be outside, hanging with his friends from school. Maybe watching Son Goku's performance for the fifth time today! That never got old to him! He wished that his father didn't bring him to this. Man, that guy had the nerve! Bring him to this horrible place, and NOT buy him ice cream. FATHER SHOULD BE GIVEN THE NEEDLE.
But Vanto couldn't do that. Without getting arrested, at least.
Vanto groaned again, this time louder. Surprisingly, Mr. Lux let go of him, causing him to stumble back slightly. "Wait here." The authority figure said before walking off into a sea of adults. Vanto looked around, noticing that he was in an area with a bunch of other kids, all mingling with each other.
What now?
