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[orvillevonschtein]

Hmph.

Jeder kann ersetzt werden.

[orvillevonschtein]

Anything but.

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“They would find out anyways. You are strong enough to handle it now.” A sincere belief. There was no pressing reason to keep Charles hidden from those who already knew of his kind now that Orville was certain that Charles was loyal. He wouldn’t be won over too easily, certainly.

Certainly?

Hrm.

He waved a hand dismissively. “Of course you’re better, why would I simply recreate the original? Pointless. I would not make the same mistakes twice.” But at a thought he added, “No, you have a set of NEW ones. A work in progress.”

He patted Charles’ shoulder and went back into the study, speaking over his shoulder.

“I’m sure this time you’ll do well.”

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Ah. Just as he trained him. Charles could slip up, but he was still always correctable. The lack of protest always helped soothe Orville’s frustrations, and he sighed to decompress. Some hesitation before nodding.

“Ja, ich denke ich werde es tun müssen.”

Orville left Charles to go back to the study, sorting through some papers and such, thinking of what to task Charles with. What did he need outside of simple things? What could engage Charles without being entirely useless?

A certain thing caught his eye, and he read it for a few moments before returning to Charles, wherever he may be. “I have been meaning to get some new look at the prototype, see how holds up to your DNA. Ich weiß, Sie waren neugierig auf Ihren Vorgänger.”

Orville set down the sheet; it was a recent study he’d done on Charles’ DNA to ensure there wasn’t anything deteriorating…not an uncommon problem with these sorts of experiments, but so far, so good.

“I don’t want you to go looking for fights, but some samples would be useful. Hair, saliva, scales or skin…any of those things. The prototype and those who, ehm, know much of it…mustn’t know I sent you.”

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Charles seemed fairly excited at Orville’s allowance, hopping after after him and waiting right outside his study. Never entered the study without permission. That was his father’s space. So when Orville returned, he eagerly trailed after him when he set down that sheet, head tilting.

Charles didn’t know much about his makeup. But Orville would say things here and there that he would pick up. The hybrid wasn’t stupid. Just wasn’t as science minded as his father.

“They will know I exist,” he warned, though he assumed that his father figured as such.

“But I will do this thing if is what you want.” 

At least it was considerably more exciting than what he’d had to do lately.

Better than milk anyway.

He paused, staring down at the notes but then back up to Orville.

“…You made me better. Stronger. Yes?” He may have been seeking the slightest bit of reassurance.

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[orvillevonschtein]

Zweck. Sie suchen immer nach einem bestimmten Zweck. Selbst ist nie genug.

Gott zu spielen ist nie einfach.

[orvillevonschtein]

Ah. Just as he trained him. Charles could slip up, but he was still always correctable. The lack of protest always helped soothe Orville’s frustrations, and he sighed to decompress. Some hesitation before nodding.

“Ja, ich denke ich werde es tun müssen.”

Orville left Charles to go back to the study, sorting through some papers and such, thinking of what to task Charles with. What did he need outside of simple things? What could engage Charles without being entirely useless?

A certain thing caught his eye, and he read it for a few moments before returning to Charles, wherever he may be. “I have been meaning to get some new look at the prototype, see how holds up to your DNA. Ich weiß, Sie waren neugierig auf Ihren Vorgänger.”

Orville set down the sheet; it was a recent study he’d done on Charles’ DNA to ensure there wasn’t anything deteriorating...not an uncommon problem with these sorts of experiments, but so far, so good.

“I don’t want you to go looking for fights, but some samples would be useful. Hair, saliva, scales or skin...any of those things. The prototype and those who, ehm, know much of it...mustn’t know I sent you.”

—-

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Orville didn’t take the carton, just rubbed his brow with a clearly exasperated groan. “Ach, I asked you for two things. You should have been there and back, einfach! I do not send you out to wander.”

He put the burgers back in the freezer and shut it, but turned back to Charles with hands on hips. “If you so…brauche Unterhaltung, bored, I will have to find more for you to do. But you should not be neglecting tasks.”

With a step towards Charles, eyes narrowed, he added, “lIch glaube nicht, dass du ehrlich mit mir bist. In Zukunft wird dies nicht toleriert.”

Dishonesty will not be tolerated. Remember who is boss.

—-

Charles set the carton aside. It was probably not bad but it wasn’t exactly tasty at this point. Suffice to say, he didn’t realize that Orville wanted anything but almond or soy.

Whatever.

The lecture had his ears pinned back against his head, but he didn’t glare at his father. Didn’t look at the floor either. Just met his eyes and accepted what was coming his way.

Knew better than to back talk. 

“Gibst du mir mehr zu tun?“ He asked, ears perking back upright. He was tired of fetching groceries. 

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Orville didn’t take the carton, just rubbed his brow with a clearly exhasperated groan. “Ach, I asked you for two things. You should have been there and back, einfach! I do not send you out to wander.”

He put the burgers back in the freezer and shut it, but turned back to Charles with hands on hips. “If you so...brauche Unterhaltung, bored, I will have to find more for you to do. But you should not be neglecting tasks.”

With a step towards Charles, eyes narrowed, he added, “lIch glaube nicht, dass du ehrlich mit mir bist. In Zukunft wird dies nicht toleriert.”

Dishonesty will not be tolerated. Remember who is boss.

—-

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Oh, Charles could try. He would absolutely fail, but nobody said he couldn’t try.

Orville was in the study (perhaps silly to have a study when he kept his work all over the building, but nevertheless, there he was), but he had the door open.

He didn’t hear the front door, but he felt the stirring of air pressure when it opened and honestly, just chalk it up to the sixth sense parents have. He KNEW.

Expression already set stony and cold, he got up from his chair and went to where the food was kept. Flicked the light on and gave Charles A Look. “Du bist spät.” You are late.

—-

The sudden flooding of the light was certainly an alarm bell in his head that said in bright, bold letters: busted. He dipped his head some before turning and offering Orville a rather sheepish grin.

“I was… hunting,” he said, trying to come up with an excuse. “But I got… meats! That you asked for.” 

Remembering that yes, he had been asked to retrieve meat. But he certainly hadn’t been asked to cook it.

Shit.

“Wanted to try… new meats!” 

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Orville hummed and stepped forward to see what Charles was putting away. Sorting through it and holding up that plastic container. It didn’t look new. It didn’t look like it had come from home. “Where did you get this? You don’t get this by hunting.”

And then, your very favorite question.

“Where is the milk I asked for, junge?”

—-

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—-

Oh, Charles could try. He would absolutely fail, but nobody said he couldn’t try.

Orville was in the study (perhaps silly to have a study when he kept his work all over the building, but nevertheless, there he was), but he had the door open.

He didn’t hear the front door, but he felt the stirring of air pressure when it opened and honestly, just chalk it up to the sixth sense parents have. He KNEW.

Expression already set stony and cold, he got up from his chair and went to where the food was kept. Flicked the light on and gave Charles A Look. “Du bist spät.” You are late.

—-

The sudden flooding of the light was certainly an alarm bell in his head that said in bright, bold letters: busted. He dipped his head some before turning and offering Orville a rather sheepish grin.

“I was… hunting,” he said, trying to come up with an excuse. “But I got… meats! That you asked for.” 

Remembering that yes, he had been asked to retrieve meat. But he certainly hadn’t been asked to cook it.

Shit.

“Wanted to try… new meats!” 

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[orvillevonschtein]

—-

Oh, Charles could try. He would absolutely fail, but nobody said he couldn’t try.

Orville was in the study (perhaps silly to have a study when he kept his work all over the building, but nevertheless, there he was), but he had the door open.

He didn’t hear the front door, but he felt the stirring of air pressure when it opened and honestly, just chalk it up to the sixth sense parents have. He KNEW.

Expression already set stony and cold, he got up from his chair and went to where the food was kept. Flicked the light on and gave Charles A Look. “Du bist spät.” You are late.

—-

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Charles hesitated when he came back to the mushroom laden wooded area where Orville had been set up since before he was born. Had that bag of burgers in his hand and thought about just… not going home, but eventually knew that he had to.

He wasn’t afraid of his father. He just didn’t like being lectured for this or for that. Had a sort of teenage mindset when it came to discipline.

But unlike most teenagers, Charles mostly just listened and took it. 

When he finally made his way inside, he did his best to do so quietly. Maybe he could get away with putting those burgers in one of the freezers and then abscond to where he usually slept. 

He could try, anyway.

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[grumbled something as he rubbed his face, then more clearly,]...bring mir die Milch mit Mandeln oder Sojamilch.

That is all. Simple.

Give you a list another time.

THEN I give you better things to do.

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Perhaps when you learn more respect. You’ve barely touched the rest of the world yet, kind. You may have grown but you’ve not seen.

And we need groceries. Unless you wish to eat only…ehm… Eichhörnchen.

[ He snuffed in agitation, though didn’t talk back. Just redirected his gaze elsewhere. Knew better than to argue. ]  Ich möchte sehen. Ich bin bereit zu sehen.

[ Charles sighed. ]

No I do not want to eat squirrel. But at least give me list or something. 

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Perhaps when you learn more respect. You’ve barely touched the rest of the world yet, kind. You may have grown but you’ve not seen.

And we need groceries. Unless you wish to eat only...ehm... Eichhörnchen.

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Senke deine Stimme, Junge. Das ist eine Peinlichkeit.

[ He grimaced but did as he was told, ears back. ]

Aber Vater… This task is suited better for someone small. Am I not meant for more than just shopping?

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Senke deine Stimme, Junge. Das ist eine Peinlichkeit.

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Perhaps if you do not start bringing correct things I will have you drink it, Dies ist eine einfache Aufgabe, I do not see why you still struggle with it!

THERE ARE TOO MANY BRANDS! You never specify which! 

I do not want to drink milk.

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Attitude, perhaps, but Charles is not disobedient. It is impossible.

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He picks up second language no problem, but I ask for milk and I get almond milk. I send him back he brings soy. Simple things! lächerlich.

Smells like teenage rebellion?

Gotta attach that task to a reward.

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Perhaps if you do not start bringing correct things I will have you drink it, Dies ist eine einfache Aufgabe, I do not see why you still struggle with it!

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Is incredible how desperately humanity wishes to remain the same. Some would have us still digging in the dirt with our fingers if they had their way.

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[His eyes narrowed at her and he growled. Hissing a command under his breath, that likely wouldn’t be loud enough to take hold of her. Although it was tempting to speak a little l o u d e r. 

He wasn’t quite sure he wanted rid of her, however. He had created her, after all. Hmph.

Turned to walk away. Stupid creature.]

Ich brauche nicht noch mehr von Ihrer Wutanfälle , noch Ihre existentielle Krisen zu hören.

Go home.

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Nutzlos Tier.