Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 265. Shady Shadow
I waited, and a short moment later, Henry came back, in one hand the cake, in his other the black square.
"Did you just rob her?" I asked him, trying to appear expressionless.
"Yes." He nodded at me earnestly, clearly probing me to see how I would react.
That was something I gifted her, and because of that, you want it? Will you go and rob my friends as well? How about you get back the countless drinks they smooched off of me? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
I chuckled, trying not to break down laughing. Something told me that I should be angry; instead, however, I just found his behavior hilarious.
"Did you at least give her the contents of her bag back?" I asked. The square was so small that it had probably really just held her cards and cash.
"Mhm, and it’s my bag now." He was still scrutinizing me, but not like he had done since the morning. He seemed in a much better mood.
"Yes, yes, it’s all yours; it suits you." I laughed.
However, if he were to go outside carrying that thing, I would have to let it disappear. That was way too gaudy to serve as an accessory for a man.
"Right?" Henry raised the square in his hands, making a model pose.
I clapped. Such a big man stealing from such a small girl; shame on you.
"Fine. So let’s bring our loot to the room?" I asked him; there should be no more visitors for the day.
"I’ll bring everything up; you go eat lunch." Henry said.
Not sticking to me, huh?
"Fine. But don’t start a new life with the cake, cash, and glittering handbag." I pulled out the thick envelope and stuffed it in Henry’s pants pocket.
"I’ll try to resist that temptation." It probably should have been a joke, but with his eyes wandering to my lips, it wasn’t that hard to say what he was thinking.
"Mhm. Then, see you soon." I patted his shoulder and walked in front of him out of the room while he followed me before we split up.
I’m really sorry for the people who had to clean up the cake all over the floor, but I won’t do that myself on my birthday as long as they don’t bring the old dragon back for her to help me.
I was halfway through my meal when Henry finally came to the dining room; everyone had stared at me strangely without the handsome dog that was usually hanging on me.
No idea what he had been doing while in the room, but because it was my birthday, it probably had something to do with that.
I can’t believe I forgot the day I would turn into an adult.
But it couldn’t be helped. From the time my mother died to the time I got comfortable with my friends, my birthdays were ignored.
The dragon only provided me with money in my bank account and a congratulatory card, either thinking that my father would at least celebrate that day with me or not caring either way.
She had already said it. At that time, she was much older, much closer to death than now, and I can understand that she didn’t want to care about anything anymore.
I’m not holding it against her. If she brought two cakes for my birthdays in the future and didn’t smash one of them again, she could soon make up for forgotten past cakes.
"By the way, where is Jeyjey?" I asked Chelsea, unsure if I had already asked that.
"In another group...though I haven’t seen her in a while." Chelsea looked around before standing up and scanning the huge dining room.
"Mhm." Maybe I was wrong, but her having gone missing, along with Red Hair, made me suspect they were participating in the DMT tests.
"How about Sebastian?" I hadn’t asked them about him.
Glasses guy answered as Henry came with a plate full of meat to our table and sat down beside me.
"I haven’t seen him since coming here; I’m not even sure he has ever been here."
"Who? Baggy Jeans?" Henry asked.
"Yeah." I nodded, and seeing that Henry wanted to bite into a chicken wing without using cutlery, I conjured up a hairband and stuffed it into his hand.
He broke into a smile and tied back his hair.
I can’t hold it back for him every time; that guy needed to learn to carry a hairband with him...though I could always conjure one up, and we were always together anyway.
"Were you also asked? To take part in some experiment?" Anti-Guy asked.
"I think Valeria participated in it, and because of that, she isn’t here anymore."
Oh yeah. They didn’t tell the others what this experiment was about in detail, contrary to what they told me, but it had also been me who had given them the lead in the first place.
Still, it seemed my warning to one of the twins was spread accordingly, and nobody accepted that experiment, even without the mention of DMT.
"Yes, we declined." One of the twins answered, looking at me. Chelsea also nodded before glancing at me.
Henry and I really seemed to have been asked first, giving me the chance to warn them. Good to know that we were their preferred lab rats.
After eating, Dr. Lawrence found Henry and me unexpectedly and brought us to the white room. We sat beside each other, across from her, like before.
I looked at the blonde doctor; she looked awful. Did she really get so excited that she stopped sleeping altogether?
"Henry." She interlocked her fingers, addressing him.
He just hummed and tapped the table, waiting for what she would share.
"So we have looked over the samples, and although your ability is a mystery, we can tell that it works in three different ways. Simultaneously. Humanity has never seen anything like this."
She turned to me.
"Though, naturally, your ability is just as unheard of."
"I am not competing with him; you don’t have to appease me." I chuckled, Henry chiming in.
Dr. Lawrence nodded briefly, her eye bags appearing grotesque.
"Three components." She raised three fingers.
"First, extremely high temperatures." She put one finger down.
"Second, acid." Another one, until only her index finger remained.
"Third, atom splitting." She put her hand down again, interlocking them.
"The reason why different surfaces react differently to your power is that you utilize either one of these three components, two combined, or sometimes all three."
I raised my eyebrows and punched Henry’s shoulder.
"Look at you, all powerful." I praised, while Henry gazed at the table in contemplation.
Dr. Lawrence gave me a stern glance before addressing Henry again, then turning to us both.
"Like Kenny’s power, yours is also a danger to... everyone. I must ask you two to wield your gifts with utmost care."
"We don’t like chains, especially if we can get rid of them at any time." Henry advised.
It was a bit comical that this came from him, but nice that he reminded her. If possible, I would like to stay free from another ankle monitor.
Instead, get me a smartwatch with an intact display.
