Lying to the Family

Lolo

I walked into the house and kept a stone-cold face. I walked into the kitchen and looked at Iris who sat at the table with our parents. Tara pointed to the chair that was across from Iris.

“Sit, my dear son.” Tara said as he observed my body language.

“No sir. I would rather not. Also, I have to say that Iris is a liar. I have a mission but it’s not for killing anyone. I am here to grab some of my stuff and leave to go back to my Master.” I said as I kept myself from telling the truth and getting punished.

“That’s not true!! He’s lying, Ma!! Pa, do you believe me?” Iris screeched angrily, causing Tara and I to cover our ears.

“I believe you, dear. Just… He is believable to. I don’t know who I should go with.” Tara said as he looked at me and then at Iris.

“She’s mad because I am home now and she’s not a single child anymore, fada. I am telling the truth.” I said as I stood by the chair between Tara and Deera.

I walked into the kitchen and got a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. I opened it and took a drink from it. I closed the bottle and headed back to the table. Tara scratched his chin and looked at me. Deera left the table to check the food in the kitchen. She served the food and set the plates of food on the table. I looked at the amount of food that sat on the plate but refused to sit down and eat it.

“What? Are you not gonna eat Madre’s home prepared food?” Iris asked with a grin.

“It looks… What was the word? Ah, yes. It looks appetizing but I have to say no since my Master wouldn’t be happy if I ate food from my home.” I snapped as I glared at Iris.

“Wouldn’t your ‘Master’ not be happy about you not eating at all?” Iris asked, still grinning as she held something behind her back.

“Well, that is true. I might as well eat.” I said as I started walking toward the table.

Iris smirked and hurled the Butcher knife at me. I dodged it and watched it hit the wall. Then, I looked at her, harshly.

“Oh, it is on!” I snarled at Iris as I glared at her with harsh intensity.

I growled and used my magic to levitate the knives from the wooden block in the kitchen and tossed them at Iris. Iris stopped some of the knives with her magic, but the others slid by. One knife sliced her cheek, leaving a nice thin line of scarlet that ran down her cheek, before hitting the wall. Iris tossed the knives back at me and I caught them one by one.

“That’s enough, you two!!” Tara yelled as he casted a bubble spell around both of us.

I lost control of my magic, which caused the knives to drop to the floor. Tara levitated the knives and put them away where they belong.

“Both of you, eat and then head to your rooms. Iris, there is no need to be so jealous and don’t try to kill your brother. He has only just returned home.” Tara said as he released us from within the bubbles, we were in.

“Padre, I am not jealous!! He is lying, and I can see through that stupid lie of his that he is feeding you, you… you unworthy claud of an elf!!” Iris yelled as she stormed off to her room.

Tara looked at me, surprised at what Iris had just called him. They heard her slam the door and she started crying. I had just realized that Iris had let her emotions get the better… well, in her case, the worst of her. I didn’t like that she had called our Fada an Unworthy Claud of an Elf. I smiled and sat down at the table. I started eating as Tara grabbed Iris’s plate of food and headed up to her room. Tara knocked on the door to her room, but all he heard was crying instead of an answer.

“Hey, sweetie flower. Can I come in?” Tara asked.

“Tch. No need to. She won’t let anyone in there.” I said as I walked up the stairs and past Tara.

“Why… Why should I let you in?” Iris asked while she was finding things and things were hitting the floor.

“Well, I thought it would be a good idea to have you eat your food.” Tara said as he observed the hallway.

Iris opened the door and motioned Tara to walk in. He walked in and smiled.

“Thank you. I am sorry for the insult. I didn’t mean it.” Iris said as she stuffed her face full of food as she started untying the fabrics and picking things up.

“No, it’s alright. I was actually raised with worse.” Tara said as he heard a phone ring.

Tara left, and Iris heard a phone ring again. She followed the sound to my room, once again. She pushed the door open slightly to see what was going on inside. Iris saw me open my pod and see the holographic cloaked figure again.

“Lolo!! Front and center!!” It said.

“Yes, Master!! I am here!” I said as I stood up tall and saluted to him.

“Report progress and on your family.” It said.

“The only one on my tail about this operation is my sista, Iris.” I said as I stared at the holographic image.

“Good. Get rid of her and get back here quickly.” It said.

“How though? She already knows too much.” I said as I looked around.

“You will figure it out. Do it quickly before she finds out anymore.” It said.

“Yes Master. I shall do that. Lolo out and about.” I said as I closed the pod and threw it to the ground.

I threw the pod to the ground and started stomping my feet around. I chirped multiple times while I paced the floor and thought of ways to get rid of Iris without killing her. The door creaked, and Iris moved away from in front of the door as I looked toward the door. I opened the door and saw Iris at her doorway. I then, got a brilliant idea.

“Hey, Iris. I am sorry about earlier. Want to come help me clean up our mess?” I offered her.

“It’s alright. I am sorry for throwing the Butcher knife at you. I will help you.” Iris said, not really meaning it about throwing the butcher knife.

Iris and I ran down the stairs and saw the kitchen was a complete mess. We nodded to each other and started cleaning the kitchen. After about an hour, the kitchen was cleaned up. Deera walked in to see Iris and I had just finished cleaning up the kitchen. Deera smiled and sat at the table. She looked at Iris and I, then pointed at two of the chairs that faced her. We sat down in the chairs and looked at Deera.

“Are you two done fighting?” Deera asked them.

“Yes, mada. We are done fighting.” I said with a slight smile.

I smiled a wicked smile. Deera shrugged it off, even though it seemed odd to her that I was wearing a wicked smile. Iris got up and left the kitchen to my room, leaving Deera and I alone. I watched Iris as she headed toward her room and then got up to leave the table but Deera stopped him by grabbing my arm. I looked at Deera baffled.

“Lolo, deary. You don’t need to follow her. Please chill and relax. It must be really stressful being someone’s slave.” Deera said with a growl.

“Actually, no. It’s not that stressful.” I said as I pulled my arm away from Deera.

“Maybe they are going easy on you, my dear son. How can you be so sure?” Deera asked as she looked at me with her poignant eyes.

“Remember, I am already with a Master. I am also, NO SLAVE!!” I snarled at Deera as Tara walked in.

“Lolo!! That is no way to speak to your mother!!” Tara snapped at me, slightly scaring me.

“S… Sorry, father. She said it must be stressful being a slave.” I said, quickly.

“It is incredibly stressful like you wouldn’t believe. I used to have one until I defied his order to kill your mother since she was the last Black Draginucous. He let me loose and I caused him such trouble that it almost killed him, and I released my brothers and my sisters.” Tara said as he looked at Deera with a smile.

“How come you didn’t stay with the Master you had?” I asked, confusedly.

“I didn’t stay because I abandoned orders and traded it for love. It sounds selfish, but I believed that not everyone needed a Master. My brothers and sisters thought the same way. I still have yet to find my last sister.” Tara said as he winced at the memory of his sister forced to leave their home.

“Go on to bed, now. We will head to bed in a little bit.” Deera said as she stood up and comforted Tara.

I shrugged and headed to my bedroom. I walked in, and closed my door to until it was cracked about two inches. My pod rang, and I saw an elf woman.

“He… Hello, Is this Tara?” She asked.

“No, ma’am. This is Lolo Diera. I am his son. Who are you?” I said.

“I am Regina Diera. I need Tara to find me, and quickly.” Regina said quickly and quietly.

“I will let him know.” I said with confidence.

The call ended and I set the pod onto the desk again. I ran out of my room and down to the kitchen.

“Fada!! Fada!! What’s your sister’s name?” I asked frantically.

“Her name is Regina Diera. Why?” Tara said confused.

“I think I was in contact with her.” I said quickly.

“Show me this message.” Tara said as he grabbed his cloak.

Tara and I went up to my bedroom when my pod rang, once again. I shoved Tara into my closet and answered the pod. Tara listened to the whole conversation.

“Lolo, here and ready for another mission.” I said confidently.

“Good. Did a certain Regina call the pod and speak to you?” His Master asked.

“No, Master. It was another slave… err… acquaintance of yours.” I lied.

“Hmm. Which one called, my favorite Death Keeper?” His Master asked, kindly.

“It was… ummm… It was Holo Gina. She called me, looking for advice on how to fix a robot.” I said quickly as I saluted.

“Lolo, I need you to come back after you get rid of… HER.” His Master said.

“Yes, Master. Lolo, out and about.” I said as I closed the pod, set it on his desk and started crying.

Tara came out of the closet and looked at me, angrily. I stared back, with tears in my eyes. Tara’s eyes softened up and he went to touch my shoulder. I slunk away from Tara’s touch.

“I… I am so sorry. I have… have to go, soon.” I said still crying.

Lolo pushed Tara out of his room and started playing a calming music.

Tara walked down the stairs and looked at Deera. He shook his head no and headed toward their bedroom. Deera followed him and they both went to bed. The rest of the lights turned off and everyone was asleep, except for me. I walked out of my bedroom and to the front door. Iris heard the front door open and she got up to see that I had opened the door. I saw Iris and disappeared within a cloud of smoke from a smoke bomb I had made. Iris walked down the stairs and looked at the door.

‘Where is he going at this hour?’ Iris thought to herself as she closed the front door.