ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN: Lazy Sunday

ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN: Lazy Sunday

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[First of all, this is not my fault, Boe. I sent my warnings out to the boater members, then I went to follow up with Laura. I aborted because she was in the process of following up with the Velras. And it sounded like she was asking them for money in exchange for being mind controlled, so I guess shes not as worried for herself as I was for her. Pissing off one of the richest S-ranks in the world for the sake of people who dont want help seems like a bad call, so my efforts in this matter are now complete. As long as nobody shows up at my apartment to murder me. If the next time you talk to me I say, Manon is my friend. Aulia is my new mom. Hazel and I are seeing each other, please send help.]

It was nearly four in the morning, and Alden had just gotten in bed. He couldnt decide if there was a point in trying to sleep once you were this far into the next day, but going through the motions seemed like the responsible thing to do.

He read over the message, then he added, [I dont think they recognized me at Lauras, so even if they know Im involved, maybe they dont know I know theyre involved. Or something. Dont worry. Do detach yourself from the cat. Talk to you soon.]

As he was pulling the sheets up around his chin, he received a text message from Haoyu asking if he was asleep yet.

[Im not,] Alden replied.

[I dont think I can sleep. Im going to be downstairs in the common area.]

Does he want company or is he just informing me because its a weird hour? Alden wondered.

He yawned.

Guess I am tired. I wonder if last nights sleep even counted considering I spent a portion of it trapped in a school counselors office with the System.

His white noise machine was lulling him with fan sounds. His bed was exactly the right temperature. He tried to think of how to phrase a text so that Haoyu would know he was willing to stay up but not necessarily eager to do it.

Alden closed his eyes. Maybe

Six hours later, he woke to sunlight seeping around the edges of his curtains. He debated the merits of just staying in bed for the rest of the day. When was the last time hed had a completely lazy Sunday?

Is that even a thing I can do anymore?

Keeping busy had been a coping mechanism since the moment he arrived in intake. And there was plenty to keep busy with.

He braced himself and checked his inbox.

No messages from the boater. No accusations or questions. Nothing.

Maybe I really am done with that shit?

Emotionally he was anyway. Finally. Hed done what he set out to do. If anything else happened because of it, hed just have to react when it came up.

Did that mean he could he eat unhealthy food and lie in bed until Monday?

Well theres some unavoidable prep work for gym tomorrow. And Lute wanted to go out with the girlshe might not be in the mood for that after last night, though. Fine. But the comfort food is happening no matter what.

He put on his flannel pajama pants and his slouchiest t-shirt to solidify his intentions to be a normal lazy guy on a normal lazy Sunday.

When he exited his room, the apartment was quiet. Just me and you, Sunny? Alden asked the polar bear head.

He stretched his arms, smiled, and placed an order from a diner hed spotted a couple of weeks ago. It was a retro postcard of a restaurantaqua vinyl seats, chrome detailing everywhere, and a jukebox playing pre-Contract hits. Not much like the neighborhood diner hed frequented with Boe and Jeremy. But hed read the menu online, and it was hitting all the right nostalgia points.

He set himself up at the kitchen table with his laptop to wait on the arrival of his feast. When Haoyu entered the apartment an hour later with a basket full of laundry in his arms, Alden was just tucking in to a mountain of golden hash browns with onions two wayssome caramelized and others cut into thin slivers and batter fried for extra crunch. There were sauces. He was happy.

Then he looked at his roommate. Haoyu didnt look as cheerful as usual. Haoyu! Sorry about earlier. I fell asleep in the middle of texting you to tell you I was sleepy.

Its fine. I figured it was something like that.

Do you want some hash browns?

Haoyu started to shake his head, then he eyed the tall mound in front of Alden. Maybe. Let me set this down.

He returned without the laundry basket. Several bites of potato and quite a lot of the sticky sweet miso ketchup sauce disappeared into his mouth before he said, Would it be wrong to buy a car and hit Lutes family members with it?

I understand the sentiment, but that would be murder.

His roommate stuffed another forkful of potatoes in his mouth. But is murder always wrong? he muttered.

It depends on which species you ask. We humans tend to think it is.

Haoyu stabbed the potato mountain. What they did to him was despicable. And I dont even mean the eye, although thats bad enough. Of course I wondered why he hadnt replaced it, but I thought maybe he was scared of having a magibionic implanted. Since thats not it, theres obviously some added complication for injuries sustained while Aulia was polluting causality on a nationwide scale.

Global, said Alden.

What?

Its not like I understand it, but the Gloss probably has global impacts. You were eavesdropping, so you heard me mention

Haoyu was blinking at him.

Maybe you didnt catch that part, Alden said awkwardly. Andnow its weird if I dont explain. During the first half of the luck chain, someone traded a B-rank Chainer class assignment to me right before I was scheduled to come here for Hannah Elbers funeral. Getting that class for Hazel was the main reason for the Gloss. The person who had received Chainer from the System wasnt here on Anesidora, and neither was I. Lutes family basically jumped me the second I landed, and by the end of the day, I had one and a half million argold.

You should have asked for more, Haoyu said flatly. You shouldve bankrupted them.

I asked for way less than that. My sense of what these things were worth wasnt great. Even if Id been trying to hurt the Velras monetarily I think I wouldve undershot it.

If it works on a global scale then she sucks even more, Haoyu said emphatically. Whenever anyone does something like that, it makes Avowed look bad. When one of Anesidoras leaders does it?

Hes an emotional eater. Alden watched Haoyu shovel more fried potatoes into his mouth. He was glad hed ordered an indulgent quantity.

Lutes mom and his grandmother Haoyu was speaking between bites. When he was telling the story he was saying things like, I should have expected them to trick me after everything else, right? I was stupid to trust them even a little. And I was just sitting there thinking, No, you werent stupid. You were at a vulnerable point in your life and they took advantage of you. Theyre monsters, and you should get a restraining order.

He stabbed the potatoes again. But you cant say something like that about another persons family if they havent said it themselves, can you? I know Lute hates Aulia, but I dont think he blames his mom nearly as much as he should. I was so furious about it I couldnt sleep. And he only slept two or three hours. He took off early this morning saying he had something to do, but I bet it was because he was still upset from seeing her yesterday.

And Haoyu doesnt even know what she was doing when we saw her.

Alden slid another plastic cup full of sauce across the table. Its not simple to comment on other peoples family situations, he agreed. Theyre so personal, and theres no way for you to see it from the inside.

Hed never once appreciated an outsider saying something harsh about his aunt, even if he was angry about the exact same things they were judging her for.

I went to a pre-selection advice session in eighth grade, Haoyu said. After Lute had left school. He transferred to CNH really fast after taking Chainer. Im not sure it was even a standard acceptance window for Arts students. Now that Ive heard his story I wonder if he wasnt just trying to get into a dorm and away from them all as fast as possible.

At the session, there was a panel of people telling their own selection stories, and one of them said the only choice more life-altering than your class was who you married. And Three-eyed Rhoda

They really did have some cool people connected to their school, thought Alden. Three-eyed Rhoda was a famous Adjuster who could cast deconstructive spells on things from miles away as long as shed seen and marked them in the past few hours.

said marriage was so much less serious. You cant divorce a class. You cant have a talk with it and ask it to change how it treats you. You cant go stay in another room to get some alone time. Its part of you. I think the other panelists thought she was putting too much pressure on us because they tried to tone it down with what they said next. But its still true. I dont get to un-be a Brute now. If I ever have doubts, Ill just remind myself that I took my time and made the best decisions I could. And even if I got tons of help from other people making up my mind, they were completely my decisions. Lute doesnt get to have that.

Hes not wrong.

I almost said something myself, Alden admitted. I wanted to comment on how twisted it was that they woke him up in the middle of the night to do it.

I know. Haoyu lowered his voice. That was

Being yanked out of bed like that? There was absolutely no reason for it except to confuse him and make him feel like it was urgent. Like making a decision right then and there was an emergency. If theyd waited and had a calm conversation about it in the morning, he wouldnt have freaked when Aulia pointed out that Hazel could still get S any minute and take the opportunity away. He knew it was unlikely, but they had set him up to panic in every way they could.

They both fell quiet.

These are really good potatoes, Haoyu said finally. Did I eat half your breakfast?

They are good. Dont worry about it. I ordered more than I could handle on my own anyway.

Haoyu sighed. And the Gloss didnt do him any favors here at CNH. Kon was telling me about it yesterday. A girls pet died in class while the wordchain was in effect

Whoa, wait! I was under the impression the art kids didnt like Lute because he thinks hes better than them at a ton of stuff and he doesntmake efforts to hide it. They also seem to think hes using luck magic to cheat at auditions or something like that.

Haoyu nodded. I heard he called one of the most popular third years a hack, and he tested out of all the high school music theory classes because he knew how many nose hairs Mozart had or something.

That sounds likely, thought Alden.

But about the pet storyaccording to Kon, there was a Wright girl Lute had a really obvious crush on, and her friend had a pet alien that she was allowed to carry with her to classes because coaxing it into laying eggs was a project that had been approved by one of her instructors. It looked like a guinea pig crossed with a platypus, and it was the mascot of one of the biggest first year science classes. They even had a pet feed that played at the front of the room beside the instructors lecture notes.

That sounds completely adorable. I dont like where this is going for the platypig.

You definitely dont. On the first day of the Gloss, someone got distracted while they were using a skill, and even though they were all the way across the lecture hall, the effect hit the platypig

Alden slapped his hands to his ears and shook his head. Nope. Thats enough. No mental images.

The platypig is no longer with us, Haoyu said simply.

Can I help?

Haoyu! Alden protested.

Of course you can, Haoyu, said Lute. I dont have permission to tell you about Aldens completed operation, but mine isnt really going to intersect with his anyway. Thats what I decided this morning. Its too hard to pin crimes on Aulia through those people, Alden. Shell just shift the blame to the mini crime lord, wont she? Plus, a big organized group of people being involved and the crimes being at least partially conducted on the Triplanets makes it too complicated.

Alden assumed Manon was the mini crime lord.

But since Im sure Aulias doing other terrible things. Im going to find one and get proof. And tell everybody. He smiled in satisfaction.

Haoyu looked extremely intrigued.

Alden didnt see how this could possibly be his fault, but it felt like it was his fault.

Okay, he said slowly. I support your desire toimprison your grandmother. But how serious are you about this? Because it sounds pretty dangerous, and you should value your own life. We only get one. Dont die doing something thats not worth it. Anddont take risks you wouldnt want your friends to take with you.

Im so glad Boe isnt here to hear me trying to paraphrase him right now. Why are they looking at me like that?

Haoyu looked like hed just seen the worlds cutest puppy. And Lute looked like hed run across the same puppy when it was doing something dumbattacking its own reflection in a puddle maybe.

Alden, youre really worried about him!

Youve been mooing at him for too long, said Lute. Its made him nervous. Im talking about exploring locked closets in my own former homes and talking to my own relatives. Im not going to die.

Alden felt incredibly embarrassed for a few seconds, and then slightly less so as he reassessed the threat level.

Wait. You guys, it was an overly strong warning, but I do have a point. Lutes grandmother isnt going to be happy if she figures out what hes doing, and

Good, said Lute.

No. Not good. What happens if she gets really mad at you? Alden said. Not my grandson is annoying me mad, but Lute is a legitimate threat to my freedom mad. She could seriously fuck up your life.

No, Lute said dryly. You think so?

I think youre really angry, Alden said. You should be. But you should still think for more than a few hours before you go against the Anesidoran mafia and you should value your life and all that other stuff I just said. It was fine advice!

I dont think were quite worthy of being called a mafia

Haoyu looked at Alden curiously. What the heck did you guys do without me yesterday?

You know what, Im not going to talk about it out loud. I will text you. From now on, all conversations about this sort of thing happen in privacy booths or in our heads.

[Alden: Look. Here. Talk here if youre going to take on the mafia together on a nice Sunday afternoon when there are baked goods coming.]

Wow. You really are one of the fastest mental texters Ive ever seen, said Haoyu. That was an entire paragraph. With a custom font.

Thats the annoyed font.

Youre including yourself in the group chat, too, though, Lute pointed out.

Thats because I care about what happens to you, stupid. Dont run off half-cocked because I led you into a crazy situation yesterday and accidentally exposed you tothat emotional dynamite.

Actually, said Haoyu, even though I want to run over your grandmother with a car

You do?

We were talking about it earlier. But even though I want that, I do agree with Alden that you should be careful. What was your plan anyway?

My plan was

[Alden: Put it in the chat! This chat! Right here!]

They both blinked at him then lifted their hands to start typing. Alden sighed and let his neck fall back to stare up at the ceiling.

Im trying to turn over a new leaf hereand now Lute wants to put Aulia Velra in prison. Personally.

He tried to think of how he would ever explain this to Boe if he got involved.

It might not actually count under our copycat heroics agreement since Lutes motivation is revenge and mine would be

[Haoyu: Operation Odins Revenge is a fun name. I need a codename. Can I pick it myself?]

[Lute: My plan doesnt actually sound that great now that youre making me write it out. I dont think I really know how to buy a device that will silently blast a hole in the wall of Aulias office. Im sure its shielded like the panic room and the other safe spaces.]

[Lute: And I get to pick the codenames. You can pick the codenames for your own operations.]

[Haoyu: I want to help, but I dont want to do anything actually illegal, all right? My parents would be surprised if I shot someones office with a magic cannon. But not in a good way. Our activities need to be more moderate than that.]

[Alden: I would like to remind Lute that he made fun of me just yesterday for having a mission. I would also like to point out that people trying to sneakily search multiple private locations probably shouldnt leave giant holes behind them to let everyone know where theyve been.]

[Lute: So you are helping, Cottontail!]

Alden rolled his eyes.

He got a little more work done while the two of them texted each other spy plans. They were both toning it down and down again as they talked, so he was feeling a lot less concerned that Lute was about to do something crazy.

The bakery delivery arrived, and while he went downstairs to fetch it, he scrolled through the chat. It looked like Lute had decided on a much more gradual fact-finding approach. He was talking about attending more family gatherings and actually paying attention to Velra shit while he was at them instead of avoiding everyone.

[Lute: Ill need to make it look like I want something from Aulia. So she wont be as suspicious. It sounds dreadful. Maybe we should reconsider the merits of blowing things up.]

Alden carried the bakery box back up to the apartment, sniffing it more than was necessary.

Hey, he said, when he walked in. Snacks.

Haoyu sprang up from the sofa, and Lute wasnt far behind him. Alden grabbed a miniature cherry tart and ate it, watching Lute Velra thoughtfully.

Ill go with you, he said.

Lute was licking the lemon coconut filling out of his own tart shell. What?

Ill go with you to a Velra party. You know Aulia would love it.

[Alden: Im not going to do anything illegal or explosive either. But I could be a good distraction for your grandmother if you wanted to sneak around and talk to other people without her paying attention to you.]

No, said Lute. I cant ask you to do that. I know youre trying really hard to avoid her and her brand of crazy. I

I am. I was even nervous about being roommates with you because I was afraid Id get sucked into the Velra vortex.

Lute looked away uncomfortably.

Haoyu had stopped chewing his cookie.

Weird, right? said Alden. I was so worried about it. And now, a couple of weeks later, I think youre the person I know best on all of Anesidora.

Lutes head whipped around again. He looked taken aback.

Alden shrugged. Well, you are. I havent been here long. Ive gotten to know a lot of nice people who I hope I can get to know even better. But you and I have spent a ton of time together, and youre fun as hell to hang out with even if youre just spending six straight hours tutoring me. Youare an excellent friend. So yeah. Sign me up for a tasteless rich person event where Aulia tries to read the lines on my palms. Itll be fun in its own way if were all doing it together, right?

Right, Lute said, his surprised expression gradually turning into a smile. Family parties should be a lot more fun with friends.

Is there one tonight? Alden asked.

No.

Then lets put it out of our minds for now, said Alden. Didnt you want to do something with the girls this afternoon? Its getting late. Haoyu, you want to come, too, right?

Lute was still smiling happily at his pastry. What? Oh! I didnt plan anything at all. I wanted to, and then

You mentioned something in passing last night that I was really curious about, so Im sure they will be too.

What?

You said there was a magic roller coaster? Alden asked. Im going to need to see that.

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