Previously..
Oh well, bye have fun Steven
-he said to go with his parents-
Sure, bye
-He said to turn around and leave the beach even in order to explore everything he can of the city-
P.O.V Narrator:
And as our little favorite teenager said, he left the beach to continue exploring the city both on foot and by transport, he looked at places that caught his attention, among other places until night came and he had to go home.
What, why does time go by so fast?
-I let out a sigh but I couldn't do anything-
Well there is no other so I better go but. . .
-I look to the sides trying to orient myself-
Where the hell am I? Let's see, if I went in. . .and then on. . .after here. . .ay no fuck, don't tell me I got lost? Let's see Steven, you have lost yourself in more dangerous places than this, you will know what to do first ask someone
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-your cell phone vibrates-
Oh no, what do I do? What do I do? . .ay no way-
I answer-
Hi?
Hi Steven
-It was very clear that it was the father-
H-Hello dad
-He sounded nervous even as he tried to hide it-
What happens?
Nothing, I just wanted to call to know how you're at home.
Well, I'm fine thank you hehe just bored for being home alone why?
Well, anyway, I'm just calling to tell you I'm going to be home late today, possibly at 6:00 a.m.
Seriously?! D-he say-
-coughed a little-
Seriously? And why?
The usual, unforeseen double shift, anyway, don't fall asleep late, okay? Good bye
-colgó-
Oh my God, you're big, thank you!
"He said clearly happy and follow his quieter path.
Well, don't get excited anymore, you still have to go to school. . . . And it's too late
A few hours... good not without exaggerating an hour later
-the boy is relatively close to his home and stared at him as if looking at an oasis in a fiery desert, however it lasted him little time for me to look at his father's patrol-
Oh, my God, why?
-this one approached the door to open it slowly with the keys luckily there was no one in the room but for his bad luck it was dark-
You're a pen, you're . . . A... feather of several kilos and something heavy . . .-
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"The next day"
It was a nice morning, the birds sang and... ahg let's be frank, you could hear the cars passing one after the other, steps of neighbors going to their working and / or school hours but being with our protagonist then..
-the only thing you could hear in the house of curls, were his snoring that resonated throughout but in the house and there was his father, looking at him with his arms crossed with a slightly angry look-
"Are you comfortable?"
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-this guy when he hears the question was better suited with a satisfying smile-
Oh, of course, it looks like I'm sleeping in a cloud
And why are you so married? Hum?
-I raise an eyebrow with a tone of question-
Yesterday I had a heavy day . . . and I missed about an hour
"He said half asleep.
The good thing is, Dad didn't notice.
Hey, open your eyes.
-looking at him he beckoned "k wave" and the boy fell asleep again and woke up suddenly-
Ahhh! Dad!... This... good with what I said when I got lost because I... ammmm is a long story
And why are you so married? Hum?
-I raise an eyebrow with a tone of question-
Yesterday I had a heavy day . . . and I missed about an hour
"He said half asleep.
The good thing is, Dad didn't notice.
Hey, open your eyes.
-looking at him he beckoned "k wave" and the boy fell asleep again and woke up suddenly-
Ahhh! Dad!... This... good with what I said when I got lost because I... ammmm is a long story
I've got time, kid, I'm all ears.
-He said in a serious tone-.
Well, I went out into town to go get something to eat and. .
Buy something, huh, with the pantry and the cooler full, so you can make yourself something to eat, knowing how to cook better than me, and when you called yourself you sounded more upset what turkey at Christmas in cazeria season?
-our "I'm dead"-faced protagonist was speechless, what did you expect? We're talking about Steven, the child with a very long, more naive life-
Hey, you're talking about my action dictator son, take care of your words.
-shut up this is a fanfic so I can do it whenever I want so shhh and let me continue. . . . anyway letting him break the laws of tales, the father stared at him but
-believe me you're running lucky Steven, your first day was a Friday
So, wait, yesterday was Friday?
-the boy was happy, and a little worried about what his father would tell him since that going out and getting lost doesn't sound very nice-
P.O.V Narrator:
His favorite narrator came back, people who read this, but well, Stevene was left with a "what did I miss?" And... Wait a minute, what am I reading? I checked the chapter - a first day on a Friday, who wrote this, that's lucky running, what happens when the stars line up, right?
Anyway, leaving aside the 4th wall there we see the father thinking what the right punishment would be, but like I said the stars were ally.
I think the scare I made for you, and the one you got into was enough, but the next call me for God's sake isn't that hard anymore, even the letters were so late, the young
He said, leaving the teen's room.
Uff, thank heavens. . . and the average writer who did this
He said to lie down again, combly releasing a huge yawn, of those that highlight your horrible smell in the early morning and went back to sleep.
P.O.V Narrator:
From here all normal, Steven sleeping in the world of dreams dreaming of one of his favorite characters, the coptero dog, go that maturity that of this boy
However, something strange step, he flew with the dogcopter but the dream began to crack
What the...hell?
-I ask looking at the dream cracking in that the flying dog approached him-
What-what's going on, dogcopter?
Just look clearly, Steven.
"He said before he disappeared causing Steven to close his eyes.
Steven closed his eyes for a few moments, and when he opened them he saw, that he was no longer in his body but in another apparently of a baby in a crib
A fearful Steven understood nothing and out of nowhere... awake a little frightened, and exalted by what I dreamed of, nor does he have the slightest idea that it was that
Is there anything going on in your life?
Something your mind wants to tell you?
Those who know dreams are a rare thing, as beautiful as they are dangerous
In, "end the day has already started"
Meh, Well what could go wrong?