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Posted by Hercules on Apr 2, 2021 18:52:52 GMT -6
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Dec 3, 2024 6:24:18 GMT -6
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The wheels creaked. Hercules stood at once spilling his new favorite a flavored carbonated beverage. The drink spilled and the demi-god ignored it for a moment. “Do you need help Willam?” his master rolled his eyes. “I told you I can handle it. I got to learn how to do this on my own right? You’re not gonna always be here.” Hercules averted his gaze regretting sharing the information.
Most of his former masters had premature deaths they would have had years if it wasn’t the power he required. “I’m just gonna go to bed, it’s late. I got school in the morning and you got a busy day staying out of trouble tomorrow. No robbing banks and no stealing books!” “Apologies mas- William. I know now not to repeat what I see in the movies.” the giant gave a thumbs up to the young teenager.
The wheels squeaked again. Hercules already made note to ‘fix’ the squeak. WD-40 was a marvelous invention. Second only to the Ducting tape. Hercules was learning much from binging the home improvement shows on public access.
“Thanks.... for the books... they weren’t what I was looking for but I learned more than I thought I would when you first showed me....” Hercules’s eyes watered and he gave a thumbs up it was the first time his master complimented him since the summon.
“As I told you! When you first summoned me William, I will earn my stay!” his Hawaiian’s shirt’s top button broke free when he moved. “I will fix it tonight!” he said spotting the place where the button bounced off the wall.
“Right... well... you should probably find something to do to keep you out of trouble when I’m at school...” the wheels squeaked as Will rolled to the hallway. “I don’t want you showing to my school again unplanned my teachers were asking too many questions and I don’t want to lose the housing arrangement. I had to pull a lot of strings to get this place. I can’t go back home....” Hercules nodded his head and smiled. “I will work that nine to five!” Hercules said as he fist pumped glad for another mission.
“You need to stop listening to my moms music. She’ll be upset if you ruin them... just be careful.” Hercules legs came to attention. A result of years of commands from his father, from kings and generals to his Masters “Yes!” “I told you to stop doing that. You’re supposed to be my uncle. Uncles don’t' do that.”[/color] Hercules relaxed, “You’re too kind.”
The wheels squeaked off and Hercules went to cleaning his mess and finding his button glad his youngest master ever was happy with his deeds. What a time to be alive!
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