The Quiet Kid

by aegishailstorm


Just another,typical Friday morning

William got out out of bed for yet another day at school, it was Friday which meant that tomorrow he'd be able to get back to the gun range, smiling dimly at this prospect he walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"What's for breakfast today?" He asked his mom.

"Hashbrowns and crepes, your favorite"

He pumped his fist in a silent "yes!"

the dim smile on his face turned back into a frown as his little brother entered the room, sat down on the couch and preceded to begin watching an episode of Pokémon.

Which he of course Hated.

"Mathew", He said calmly
"WHATTHEHELLAREYOUTHINKINGIJUSTWOKEUPISHOULDNTHAVETODEALWITHNONSENSELIKETHIS!"
He yelled out in one long line.

Obviously eliciting no reaction from his 9 year old brother.

Thank goodness his mom interfered. "Honey, Please change it to something you both can watch."

"Oh, alright mom"

His little brother switched off Netflix and began to surf through the channels, one thing in particular caught his ear "Ammo prices soar in wake of mass violent protests in san Francisco, Oakland, and Sacrame- his little brother switched the channel before he could hear any more.

"Hey!, That was important!"

"To you maybe, but mom said something that we both like."

He sighed, and went back to his breakfast.

"The worlds really gone to hell in recent years, and there ain't nothing I can do about it" He though to himself. William finished up the rest of his breakfast, got his stuff ready for school, and hopped into the car.

"Sure hope that test isn't to hard."