It is now 6:00.
Anna's parents arrive home, the front door slamming open brusquely as she hastily slips out of magical form, a deep sadness coming upon her as she does so.
They enter the kitchen as they walk in.
"Martin. You didn't do the dishes."
"Father. You did not say you needed the dishes done."
"I heard him say we needed to wash the dishes, Martin, right after we left this morning, he said 'Martin needs to do the dishes' as we were leaving. I heard him say it. I don't know why you think he didn't."
"Mother. I could not have heard that. I was in the bathroom as you were leaving. I could not have heard your conversation in the outside the house."
"Stupid boy...Get down here NOW."
He does not need a threat. They both know better.
"How could I have raised a son this inconsiderate..."
The sound of footsteps running down the stairs in time with a fear-quickened breath. At the bottom, the girl's father waits, anger clearly evident on his face. He shoves Anna towards the kitchen, the girl stumbling towards the sink containing the dishes left over from her parents' breakfasting, an infrequent occurrence. Normally, she might have checked, but in the business and emotion of the day, some small things slipped through the cracks...
Anna quickly cleans the dishes, placing them in the drying rack.
She tries to return to her room, only to be intercepted by her mother's hand clamping down on her shoulder like a claw, eliciting a momentary shock which she quickly recovers from.
"Martin, you have that Bible study at 6:30. Get dressed."
"Yes mother..."
"Thank your mother, Martin. She's doing so much for you. Be grateful like we taught you."
Anna whimpers internally, but her exterior facade shows no change.
"Thank you mother."
"Oh, you don't appreciate anything I do for you, do you? Such an ungrateful boy...Especially after we did so much for you...We found you, brought you home, even when you were being so sinful and disobedient to us, even when you were such a terrible child, I don't know how I keep going, I really don't..."
"Mother..."
Anna is crying, her eyes wide, pleading now. A mask of sadness upon her terror.
"Oh, such a sinful child, but I shall bear this test, I shall glorify Him by this work. Daniel, could you take him to the study tonight, I need to pray..."
"Now look at what you've done, Martin. Look at this. Your mother reduced to tears. Look at what you've done."
This accompanied by yet another rough shove. Anna winces at the force.
"We're going, come on."
Anna is hauled up the stairs to her room and shoved in, to change into the stuffy formal dress her parents require for Bible studies, Sunday Mass, and funerals. This takes an unsatisfactorily long time, possibly due to Anna needing to stop crying first, so her father storms in, ties her tie with more force than is required, and hauls her back down the stairs, Anna barely grabbing her backpack on the way out.
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Topic: Magical Burst - IC - Episode 2: Life Goes On - (6/6 Players) (Read 28886 times)