Golf Practice

[ceasetoexist]

[Throughout the day, you're going to notice a twelve-year old boy on top of the roof of his house at Ricardo Street with a five iron. He appears to be hitting golf balls off the top of the roof, bored and simply trying to find something to do.

Only it's going to become fairly obvious soon that they aren't golf balls he's hitting, especially after the first poor hit and the fact that a glass bottle smashes to the ground. Apparently, he's just hitting assorted, somewhat dangerous trash off the top instead of actual golf balls.

Thankfully, he doesn't appear to be trying to aim at people with his swing.

Yet.]

Comments

[a-gentlelight.livejournal.com]

What's a "microscope"? Micro? Maco? Macaroni?

Are you sure? I just- [The boy watches the act, and he frowns as well, golden-orange eyes darkening in thought.]

Uuu... I'd be your friend if you wanted me to.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[His jaw honestly falls open for a moment.]

What's...what's a microscope? Are you serious? It's a magnifying device that can let you see stuff on a near molecular level.

...I'm positive.

I don't need friends, twerp. I've always done just fine alone. It's not like I even know you anyway.

[a-gentlelight.livejournal.com]

[Hahaha. Welcome to Kiyomaro's world, kid.]

Ohhh! So you can see things moles do!? Amazing!

[A pause.] If you say so, I won't push it any further. Unu.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

What?! No, stupid! It lets you see molecules! Its one of the building blocks of matter, a step up from atoms!

I do say so! What's your problem anyway kid? Why do you care if I have friends or not?

[a-gentlelight.livejournal.com]

"Atoms"? Nuu. Those are-?

Well, I just think everyone deserves at least one friend. That's all.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...They're the building blocks of all life and matter! Oh my God! How old are you?

Yeah? Well what about the super evil bad guys?

[a-gentlelight.livejournal.com]

[Derp derp he's actually counting on his fingers, wow] One... two... three... Oh! I'm six! I think.

Ouuu. Even them -- once they figure out they're on the wrong path, that is.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...Okay, maybe you shouldn't know all that yet then.

What if they don't?

[a-gentlelight.livejournal.com]

Really? I'll get to learn about them when I'm older, though, right?

I believe they will. Somehow. Someway.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Probably. I mean, I'd imagine you would.

Maybe some will. Most probably won't.