SOL: Generation Two – Chapter Eleven

I’ve tried out something new by editing in text messages. Let me know what you think?

Also this week has been… too much. I feel like I’ve either been sleeping or working. Earlier this week I had what could have been an allergic reaction wherein my entire body decided to become hives so I had to go to urgent care in the middle of the night. So that was fun. I think I’m still recovering! I’m completely run down and very low on patience atm… Good thing I had this scheduled already 😉

Anyway, enjoy!!

The heavens had opened outside and the rain was coming down as a flood, sending most of the students inside for their break. Law and Rhoan – trapped on the other side of school – ducked into a stairwell to wait for the worst to pass. They shook the rain off their hair and perched on the uncomfortable metal stairs, painted an ugly shade of green under muddy footprints.

“Do you think we could make some sort of weather changing device?” Rhoan grumbled, trying to get his hair to sit how he wanted it now that some of his gel had washed out. Law smirked at him.

“You mean global warming? Only long term, I’m afraid, and it’ll probably make us wetter.”

Rhoan muttered under his breath. Law heard his phone ding and glanced over as the screen lit up to show a text from his father.

Law made a face at his phone, getting the gist without opening up the rest of the message. Spending a day out with his father was lowest on his list of things he wanted to do on his Saturday, and even Jas – the lovely neutral territory that she was – couldn’t make it any better. He could barely bring himself to be civil with Kane at the moment, and didn’t think a screaming match would be a nice Saturday, even if it was against the backdrop of the riverside walk or wherever they went.

Law felt the figurative lightbulb moment and turned to Rhoan. “Are you free on Saturday?”

Rhoan made a show of looking at his phone’s calendar. “Wow, turns out all of my girlfriends and other friends haven’t made plans, so for a change I am.”

Law snorted at his friend. “Want to come round? Eilidh will be free too, I’m sure.”

Rhoan’s face lit up. “Yeah, last time was fun.”

“Maybe I’ll see if Chase is up to it too,” Law mused.


“Thought I’d find you here,” Law smiled, letting the door close softly behind him. Chase’s head bobbed up and he rubbed his eyes harshly.

“Hey Law. What’s up?”

“Rhoan, Eilidh and I are going to spend the Saturday together, probably at the arcade back in Aelview. Fancy joining, if you’re not busy?”

Chase brightened up. “That sounds fun! Yeah, I just have football practice but I can pass it for a change.”

Law smiled at him and nodded at the laptop. “What are you working on?”

“Ugh, coding. Nightmare, trust me. It’s for my computing elective. I think I need to invent a time machine to go back and kick myself for liking technology so much.”

Law laughed at the disgusted expression, but it quickly melted back into his usual friendly smile. “Technology is definitely something I don’t get.”

Chase tilted his head to the side, scratching at the curve of his neck. “Really? I thought geniuses understood everything,” he teased.

“Genius is just mastering the subject at hand,” Law returned, eyes dancing. “And trust me, technology has never been my subject.”

Chase sat back and curled a finger at him, beckoning him over. Law obeyed and glanced at the screen.

“It’s pretty simple coding, actually. I should be able to do this in my damn sleep. Which is why I’m so annoyed at myself for making silly mistakes.”

Law raised an eyebrow. “Just looks like a bunch of letters to me.”

Chase nodded emphatically, gesturing at his screen as he stretched one of his legs out, pulling his foot towards him to loosen some of the sleepiness of the muscle. “It is. It’s a language. Once you learn what the new words mean, you’re laughin’.”

Law folded his arms over his chest. “I think I’ll just take you at your word,” he murmured. Chase looked up at grinned at him, eyes crinkling at the corners, and then turned back to his work. “I’ll leave you to it,” Law said. “See you on Saturday?”

“Catch you then,” Chase agreed.


“I wanted a nice day out together so we could talk about some things,” Kane sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose to stave off a headache. He had expected Law to be much easier than other teenagers, since they seemed to cause their parents no end of complaining, but had to resign himself to his fate. Even his genius, mild-mannered, passive son had reason to argue.

“Talk about mum?” Law asked evenly, letting the fridge swing shut with a sigh. Kane’s answering silence told Law all he needed to know, so he shrugged. “What else is there to talk about?”

“Jas. The three of us. How things might change…”

“Do I get to still go to the school?”

“Of course-“

“Then do whatever,” Law shrugged, feeling his phone buzz in his pocket. Soon his friends would be arriving.

Kane floundered for a moment. “I – no, Law, I want you to be involved.”

“Oh, really?” Law muttered, resulting in his father sighing again. Their conversations always seemed to come back to this, Law mused. He was well attuned to his father’s sighs now – from the short, impatient one, to the I-don’t-know-what-to-say one, to the not this again sigh. This sigh was the latter; resigned, weary, and sad.

“We might be talking about buying a house somewhere soon. Other… relationship things. You know…”

Law screwed up his face. “Please don’t tell me I’ll have to deal with a screaming younger sibling.”

Kane bit down on his lip. “I don’t know. We haven’t talked about that much, but…”

Law rolled his eyes. “Well, you’ll be glad that you won’t have to avoid awkward conversations with that child about who their mother is. Unless you manage to muck this one up too.” He left as he said it, immediately regretting the words, feeling horrified at himself to even think of his father and Jasmine failing in case he somehow brought the scenario to fruition. Still, he was too stubborn to return and apologise, and he needed to meet Chase and Rhoan at the bus stop.

Kane scrubbed his hands over his face and told himself that Law was just angry and didn’t mean what he said, but it still stung. And he was right, of course, because if Kane and Jasmine had another child (a future that he wasn’t at all opposed to), then that child would always know who their mother was. How would that make Law feel? Kane didn’t want to ostracise him more than he already had.

Sighing once again, Kane pulled out his phone and sent a text off to Jas, asking if she could talk to Law for him. Jasmine and Law hadn’t had any alone time since the arguments had started, and she was Kane’s last hope to smooth the situation over.


“Do you think these machines are set to always lose?” Rhoan asked his friends, sounding dejected as his tank plushie slipped back to the pile of toys to win. Eilidh giggled, but it was Law who answered.

“Not always, but just enough to psychologically reward you just enough times that you keep playing.”

“You know, you spoil everything with your science,” Rhoan returned, causing both Eilidh and Chase to laugh.

“Science makes everything better,” Law said, listening to the claw machine’s obtrusive music as it went in for another swipe. Chase, meanwhile, was focusing on the skeeball machine and pitting his sporting prowess against it. Much like Rhoan, he was losing.
The arcade had been remodelled a few years ago, when the owner realised the family area was redundant since most of his customers were bored university students or teenagers. The bowling alley and skating rink was still downstairs, but the upstairs now offered much more for the patrons.

“Okay, lucky last ball,” Chase muttered, blowing through his hands and onto the ball to try and give it some luck. Law tried to fight the urge to laugh at Chase’s concentrating face; his brow was so furrowed he was almost cross-eyed.

“You can’t give your ball luck by blowing on it,” Law put in. Chase paused to flip his middle finger at Law.

“You know, you complain about Rhoan being difficult to deal with, but I think you’re just as bad as each other.”

“Ha!” Rhoan said, giving up on his claw endeavours. “I mean, you’ve still insulted me, but I’ll take it.”

“Let me show you how the queen of claws does it,” Eilidh said primly, swanning over to the claw machine. Rhoan’s eyes followed her hopelessly, and Law tried not to laugh at him.

“Ah, fuck,” Chase groaned as his ball missed completely. Law opened his mouth but Chase was already glaring at him. “Don’t you dare say I told you so… Maybe I should just stick to computers.”

Law raised his hands in surrender. “Shall we find something else to do that you can’t fail at?” he asked sweetly.

“A jukebox!” Chase said in glee, rushing over to the gaudy contraption. Law trailed after him with a faintly amused expression, watching as Chase flipped through each record. “Ooh, classics. Build me up buttercup, what about that?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen this thing used.”

Chase looked offended. “Jukeboxes are the pinnacle of human-bar-evolution.”

Law raised a single eyebrow. “Human-bar-evolution?” he repeated.

“Yes,” Chase nodded, offering nothing else to explain his phrase. “Oh, Bowie, nice. Oooh, and Volbeat!”

“Don’t let it swallow all your money,” Law shook his head. “I’ll be loading up Mario kart when you’re ready to lose.”

Chase paused and levelled Law with a disbelieving stare. “For a genius, you sure are horribly wrong.”

Eilidh and Rhoan watched as Law and Chase yelled at each other and pitted their driving skills against one another, Eilidh absently patting her stomach. “I think I ate too much,” she groaned. “I think I need to let a button go.”

Rhoan let out a surprised bark of laughter. “Let a button go?”

“Yeah, because my stomach is soooo big!” she groaned. “And uncomfortable.” She wriggled for a moment and then sighed, a pleased smile coming to her face. “Oh, that’s so much better.”

Rhoan stared at her and then burst out laughing, reaching up to flick a piece of hair out of his face.

“What?” Eilidh said defensively, though she was grinning.

“Just that you make me laugh,” Rhoan answered, turning to the screen to avoid looking at her face after his semi-brave announcement.

“Do you think you can beat me at Mario kart?” Eilidh challenged, sliding down in her seat a little so she could lean her head back and rest it against the hard back.

“Um, no. I don’t think I’ve ever played.”

“How have you not played!” she said, outraged. “How do you not do all these normal things and know these normal references?”

Rhoan shrugged. “I don’t think you make a lot of normal references.”

“It’s lord of the rings!” she protested, voice shrill. “That’s like… like…”

“So not my thing,” Rhoan grinned, and it only widened when Eilidh groaned in disgust.

“Alright, wheel of fortune?”

“They have wheel of fortune in this place? Just how behind are they?”

“Well I’m glad you know of that at least…”

“Guess what’s coming your way, kid,” Chase grinned, laughing when Law elbowed him for the stupid nickname. “That’s right, BLUE SHELL BEEP BEEP, COMING THROUGH!”

“No!” Law screamed, seeing the finish line come into view. “NO!” The blue shell landed on his kart and blew him up, and he watched in dismay as several racers sped around him to finish before he had even started again.

“Boo!” Chase said, grinning maniacally, as he launched a red shell at the player in front – who happened to be Law, now that he had been ousted from first place by the blue shell – and drifted in front of him for a stylish finish. Law said nothing and instead crumpled forward, covering his face with his hands.

“Oh, how the mighty fall,” Chase said, patting his friend sympathetically on the back.
Law grumbled in response.

“Alright, spin me, baby,” Rhoan grinned, leaning on Eilidh who held the only controller for the game. She complied and they held their breath as Rhoan almost landed on bankruptcy, but luckily hit the $500 instead. “Booyah,” he said, and Eilidh giggled.

“Food and drink,” Eilidh said, reading the onscreen prompt.

“Give me a…. an S,” Rhoan suggested, throwing his hands up when there were no S’s to add to the word.

“Hah, my turn,” Eilidh grinned, spinning her wheel, and then squealing in annoyance when she landed on bankrupt. Rhoan cackled as she wiggled up and down in frustration at the game, pushing her bottom lip out.

“Finally, something you can’t fix in your favour,” he snorted.

“Oh, watch me!” she declared.

“I can’t believe you have a karaoke machine here too,” Chase said, doing a smooth spin to face Law. “Duet to ‘Summer lovin’’?” He snapped his fingers and swayed his body, beginning to croon, “Summer days, drifting away to, uh oh, the sum-uh-mer nights!” in a deep voice.

Law shoved his hands in his pockets and stood still, watching Chase dance. “You’re a music guy, huh?”

“Everyone’s a music guy!” Chase protested. “Who doesn’t like music? How about ‘Don’t stop believing’? Just a small town girl, living in a lonely wuh-o-orld, she took the midniiiight train goin’ aaan-ee-where!”

Law laughed and shook his head in embarrassment. “You can serenade me, that’s fine.”

“Nope, you’re singing with me. There’s no one here but us and the grumpy cashier and who knows, he might get cheered up to some karaoke.”

“Not with my singing.”

“Too bad. Two players, loading up!”

“Really, another grease song?” Law groaned.

Chase tutted. “You need to learn to be quiet or we can’t be friends anymore.”

“Great, I’ll be quiet, that means I won’t have to sing – oi!” Law spluttered as Chase grabbed his ear and tugged him back to the stand. Law felt himself flush from head to toe and saw the grumpy cashier glare at them briefly before heading back downstairs now that his required half-hourly check had been completed.

“You’re going to sing, and you’re going to like it,” Chase told him.

“Bossy,” Law muttered.

“I just know what I want,” Chase grinned.

“I can’t believe we were in there for the entire day,” Law said, craning his neck to glance up to the darkening sky. His stomach grumbled, ready for dinner, as Chase held out his hands and wrinkled his nose as rain began to spatter them and the pavement.

Eilidh’s arms windmilled as she tried to balance on the thin curb. “So, let me get this straight, on top of your normal subject you all get three electives? Isn’t that too much work?”

“You work at the speed you work at,” Chase shrugged.

“And it’s fun,” Law added.

“Well, mine are fun,” Rhoan grinned. “I don’t think Mr. Science here really understands fun.”

“I do!” Law protested. “Anyway, you can take them in anything.”

Chase dropped his hand and shoved it instead in his roomy pockets. “Not anything,” Chase said. “I really wanted to do learn more about hacking but apparently they couldn’t morally or legally train me to do that. What squares,” he grinned.

“To hack? Like into the pentagon?” Eilidh breathed.

The three of them laughed at her. “No,” Chase assured her. “I mean I could, theoretically, but that’s not what any smart hacker would do. I just think it’s cool and fun to test yourself. I’d never do it for immoral reasons, but if I maybe change a few little things here and there to make life a little easier…”

“Can you change the lunch menu here?” Rhoan asked immediately. “Their sticky toffee puddings are disgusting. I vote for millionaire’s shortbread.”

“Ooh, speaking of food…”

Law rolled his eyes at Eilidh’s appetite. “Want to grab dinner before you guys head off?”

“Sure, sounds good.”


Law sighed when he heard the rap of knuckles at his door, knowing it was Jasmine from the pattern of knocks she used. He called for her to come in and put his phone down. It was a shame because he had been enjoying his Sunday morning lie in, with the sun streaming through his window and warming his room.

Jas leaned against his wall opposite him and smiled. “How’s my favourite teenager in the whole wide world?”

Law rolled his eyes up to the ceiling. “Dad’s put you up to this, hasn’t he?”

“Am I really that transparent?” Jasmine complained, screwing up her face in thought. Law snorted. At least she hadn’t denied it.

“You can tell him this: I’ll be happy when he tells me the story of my mum.” Law glared at the ceiling. “I assume you know?”

“Bits,” Jasmine admitted. “But-“

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t going to ask. It’s dad’s job to tell me. Not that he ever will,” he muttered, curling his toes around the soft quilt cover on his bed.

Jasmine wandered around to lean against his chest of drawers so she could see his face. Law half pushed himself up, feeling like some serious conversation was about to begin. He respected Jasmine, and he wasn’t about to yell at her, but he also didn’t want more excuses.

“I don’t want to be stuck between you both.” Jasmine fidgeted uncomfortably. “Honestly, I know why you’re mad. And I think I would be too. But I also know Kane and I know of the story and… he has his reasons. Not that I think he’s right or wrong… But he has his reasons.”

Law pressed his lips together in displeasure. This wasn’t the answer he wanted. He certainly didn’t want reasonable Jasmine to erode away his anger until he resigned himself to not knowing.

“I just don’t think this is fair,” Law said tensely. “If someone asks me what my mother’s name is, and I have to say I don’t know – do you know how they look at me after that? I just end up making up a name to avoid the hassle. I shouldn’t have to do that!”

“I know,” Jasmine said sadly.

“And, look, I’m happy that you and dad are together, but if you have other kids, where does that put me? They’re going to ask me the same question and…”

“I know,” Jasmine said again.

“And what if I have a bunch of relatives and cousins and grandparents I don’t know about? From either side of the family, jesus, dad doesn’t even talk about his own family! What if he’s like some criminal –“

“Don’t say that,” Jasmine said quickly. “He’s not a criminal, Law. He definitely wouldn’t like that comparison.”

Law narrowed his eyes. “Why not?”

Jasmine tilted her head to the side and sighed. Law glared. That damn sigh again!

“Oh, great, my name again. Because saying that solves everything.” He took a deep breath and closed his eyes briefly, using his martial arts focus to reign in some of the anger. He didn’t want to yell at Jasmine; she was just caught between them. “Is it so bad that I want to know more about my own father? And my own damn mum?”

“No, it’s not,” Jas said quietly.

Law shook his head and stared up at his ceiling. “I don’t think you’re going to be able to solve this for us, Jas.”

Jasmine’s shoulders slumped and she nodded. He thought she probably knew that before coming into his room, but he supposed he had to commend her for trying. She slipped out without saying goodbye and Law remained on his bed until he decided to get up and face the day.


Of course his father was in the kitchen, preparing food for a couple of his old friends who were coming around later (Alicia, Law knew, but the other girl had apparently babysat him when he was a baby but he had no recollection of Catherine). Law felt the bite of anger again but gamely tried to suppress it.

“You asked Jas to talk sense into me earlier?” Law asked, trying to keep his tone light though his accusation was anything but.

Kane rubbed the bridge of his nose and carefully put down the sharp knife he’d been using to cut herbs. The smell of basil was mouth-watering. “I just wanted her to help.”

“Well, she kind of did the opposite.”

Kane tutted. “Please don’t try to set us against each other.”

“What? That’s not what I meant!”

Kane looked at his son in disbelief. “You keep saying things as if you’re angry that Jas is becoming more… more permanent in our lives, and if that’s not what you’re trying to do –“

“UGH!” Law cried, flinging his hands up in exasperation. “No, I’m not. I just want to know about you. She does! She knows about you! Why can’t I? Your son? It feels like if I want to know anything about you I have to go through her! Why is that?”

“I’m not as worried about disappointing her,” Kane said firmly, his voice insistently sincere.

The sentiment should have been appreciated, but Law only felt his rage erupt. The only thing disappointing Law was that he didn’t know his dad well, that his dad wanted some secrets to be kept from him, that they weren’t as close as he thought they were, and-

Law’s hands bunched into fists, his face turning a deep read as he yelled. “You think you will disappoint me? What, because you really are a criminal or something? Is that why I can’t know who my mum is? Did you do something to her?”

Kane’s mouth dropped open.

Instantly, Law realised he’d stepped to far, had known it as soon as it had tumbled out of his mouth, because even the words he’d been using to lash out with over the past few weeks were nothing, nothing, compared with the horrible array of insinuations he’d just made about his father’s character when he knew – he knew – that his dad had only ever done his best, and tried his hardest for Law –

“GET TO YOUR ROOM, NOW!” Kane finally shouted, flinging his hand in the vague direction of Law’s room. Law felt his eyes prickle and quickly blinked the tears away, wondering what his father would think of him if he burst into tears in the middle of the argument.

“I’m sorry,” Law said in a small voice. “That was-“

“No, just get to your room,” Kane thundered. “How dare you – how dare-“

Law turned away, hands shaking, and did as he was told.

As soon as the door had clicked shut Kane turned away, staring blankly at the chopping board. His chest was heaving like he’d sprinted down the street to catch a bus, and he reached up to rub the bridge of his nose, struggling to calm himself down.

“Fuck,” he said quietly to himself, running a hand through his hair. “Shit.” What else was there to say? He knew they were just words, that his son was angry, but they still hurt. Kane had no kind words for Faye, but he would never dream of hurting or taking advantage of her – or anyone. Unlike his family. Unlike his biological father.

In his frustration Kane slapped his hand against the wall and then went back to his meal preparation, chopping the herbs and vegetables far harsher than necessary.

Law hugged his knees to his chest, hand pressed against his mouth as he began to sob. How could he keep ruining everything so much? How could he say those things to his father? What was wrong with him?!

But still, the point remained. Kane would not tell Law about his mother, no matter what. Or at least he seemed like he wouldn’t budge any time soon, and Law couldn’t stomach the anger anymore. He could not make his father’s eyes widen with shock or hurt anymore. He would find another way to get his answers, one that didn’t involve his father.

Law scrambled for his phone and peered through his blurring vision to open his messages with Chase. He smiled briefly at their conversation from yesterday, and then hurriedly typed out a question and sent it before he could convince himself otherwise, his heart pounding in his chest.

If Chase could hack, and if he was as good at it as Law assumed the computer whiz was, he must have some way of tracking down Law’s mother, whoever she was.

He would get his answers.


Originally Rhoan was going to help Law, but then I was like ?? what skills does Rhoan have that could actually help here? Hence, Chase. Whom I love greatly. I love the entire squad greatly, actually. Fight me.

32 thoughts on “SOL: Generation Two – Chapter Eleven”

  1. The text messages look nice. I like what you did there. I hope you get better soon and recover quickly!
    Wow, Law seems to be on really good terms with Chase. And to think it used to be only Law & Eilidh and Law & Rhoan separately. Now that’s a whole squad. Sometimes it even appears as if Law had a better relationship with Chase than he does with Rhoan. Rhoan and Eilidh stick together so much, so that’s probably why. Love how cool Eilidh is and says exactly what she thinks. Rhoan seems to admire that, too.
    Ah, and the heated argument continues. It’s really sad to see Law and Kane like that as they used to be very close to one another. If only they found a solution suiting everyone, but that’d be freaking hard in their case! Law really crossed the line this time and things may never be the same. It hit Kane hard. I wonder if his plan with finding out with Chase’s help is going to work out…

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    1. Thank you! I shamelessly stole it from someone I saw doing it on tumblr so I can’t really take credit 😛
      Thank you! I’ve never been allergic to anything and I’m still not convinced that’s what it was, but it was quite scary! Thank goodness for NHS24 which you can ring here and thye tell you what you should do. I was all alone too! At least I know I can deal with anything that is an urgent non-emergency I suppose.. if such a phrase makes sense haha.
      He is! Chase is a friendly, easy-going guy, so Law feels pretty relaxed around him. Plus he knows he has to be bold when he wants something, and he’d like to be Chase’s friend. So bold he shall be!
      Honestly I didn’t really plan for the squad to happen, but I so rarely write different groups of friends coming together especially since I tend to focus on all of the generation’s kids at once, but following only Law has allowed me to try new things. And it’s great fun!
      Oh, that’s my bad. Law and Rhoan are best friends for sure, but he doesn’t give Rhoan credit for things (whether justified or not) For example, Rhoan is a pretty forward guy, and he doesn’t keep secrets, but Law is very private and kind of sees Rhoan as too free with information. Hence, he is further put off from opening up to Rhoan. even though their friendship is quite deep. Chase is insightful though. He kind of has a talent of bringing people out of their shell. Aaand I’m getting too in depth 😛
      Oh, Rhoan is totally in lust with Eilidh so will ditch Law for her in a second 😛
      Yeah, that was a hard (but very interesting) scene to write. I didn’t really plan out what was going to be said – honestly I don’t plan out my scenes in too much depth before taking the pictures now – but once Jas dissuaded Law from referring to Kane as a criminal the idea spawned. It would be exactly the catalyst I need to get Law to give up talking to his dad and chase another avenue (pun slightly intended). Plus I need an excuse to write Chase more. He’s fun.
      Thanks for your comment ❤ ❤

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  2. The text messages are a really nice touch. I like them!
    I am glad that poor Law is getting help looking for his mother, but he might not get the answers he wants.
    And I am so sorry to hear about your hives. I have had an allergic reaction like that before. It is not fun at all. I hope you feel better soon. 🙂

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    1. Thank you! They’re quite fun and easy to do, and I think it’s cool having them in the picture like that.
      He might not, no. But he will be getting answers, so perhaps that will be enough?
      It’s awful! I hope it doesn’t happen again D:
      Thanks for your comment! ❤

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  3. Go for it, Law. If Kane won’t see sense, use the methods you have at hand to learn your lineage.
    Kane is really acting immature. Does he really not understand how this situation is making his son feel? Law has every right to be angry.

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    1. Absolutely. Law is definitely resourceful!
      I think to some extent he is trying to put it down to hormones/general teenage difficulties. He just desperately wants it to not be a problem and is burying his head in the sand. He doesn’t deal with things well (a result of his fairly low emotional intelligence) and honestly he *is* immature in many ways. He had to grow up and be an adult early but because of that he didn’t get to grow up in other ways. He doesn’t have any emotional resilience.
      I agree with you!
      Thanks for reading 😀

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  4. I’m so sorry to hear about your allergy! I hope you get well soon..!
    I’m really loving the squad too! Each one is so distinct! I also loved how you wrote Chase reacting to music (And Journey? Hell yeah! 😀)
    Hmmm I’m sure Kane will not be happy after he finds out that Law took the matter into his own (and his friend’s) hands. But he should know better, they’re a bunch of geniuses after all, what was he expecting? To be honest, I hoped Kane would have changed his mind and told him by now, but at this point I just want the kids to succeed.
    I look forward to what’s next! 😀

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    1. Thank you! I’m feeling a lot better now, just need to catch up on sleep properly 😀
      Haha, Chase is such a music nerd. And yeah the squad are great fun.
      Honestly I have no idea how he will react. It will probably depend on how Kane finds out, if he does, and how far down the line he does. I will only know when it comes time to write it!
      Haha, exactly! Kane has no hope lmao.
      I look forward to everyone reading what’s next!! I’m still two chapters ahead at this point haha.
      Thanks for reading and commenting 😀

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  5. I’m sorry to hear about your troubles. I hope you are doing much better now. 🙂

    I love coding but I feel Chase’s pain. lol Sometimes even the simplest code is too much if you have something on your mind. I make simple mistakes all the time.

    As I’m kind of surprised Kane didn’t see this coming with Law and the making of other plans for the weekend. Law has made it very clear what he wants and requires to clear the air. I do empathize with Kane, however. This is one tough situation. I really like how you described each of Kane’s sighs and what they meant. Also, how Law knows all of this. I also think it’s spot on how Law regrets what he’s said to Kane but is too stubborn to apologize. So very teen-like and true to form.

    I don’t blame Kane for asking Jas for help in the situation but I just really feel like he should tell Law what he wants to know and not put this on her. It would be very difficult for her to smooth this over when she is not at priveledge to tell him anything that would satisfy him.

    When Jas and Law talked, I liked Law’s insight in that he didn’t want Jas to quell his anger. It really all makes sense and he really is smart, that kid. 😀

    Oh, and last thing… I like how you did the text messages! It looks really good!

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    1. I am, work has been a LOT, but I’m surviving!
      Haha, I know nothing about coding beyond tumblr tweaking. Tech is not my forte!
      Hah, I’ve been in those situations! I mean, we all have I’m sure, it just wasn’t that long ago when I was a teenager and could blame hormones for getting mad. But Law has quite a valid reason for it, and Kane is just living in denial. Not an easy situation!
      Yeah, Jas is being forced into the middle here! That’s not something she wants to do but she cares about t hem both and will at least give it a go. She didn’t really expect to have much of an impact.
      Thank you! And thanks for your lovely long comment, it really made my day!

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  6. The text messages are really nice!

    When Kane said he didn’t want to disappoint Law, that made me realize that this issue probably has to do with his insecurities. That really is his biggest vice. Also he must not have thought about this from Law’s perspective. And he’s putting Jas into the middle of them, not Law.

    Law taking this into his own hands is just something that was going to happen eventually.

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    1. Thank you!
      YES! His insecurities are his Achilles heel, and Law is the most important person in his life. The thought of disappointing him is horrible, and the thought of Faye being changed and suddenly Law wanting her to be in his life is even worse. Kane never really figured out a healthy way to sort those emotions through. I blame his parents :/
      Oh, absolutely!
      Thanks for your comment 😀

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  7. oooooooooooooooooo sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet

    ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet

    He gon’ find Faye! oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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  8. “What skills does Rhoan have”😂😂😂

    Okay we all know Kane is just wrong, right? There’s no shades of grey here he’s just wrong. He’s taken it too far. There’s wanting to protect him and then there’s isolating him and permanently harming any trust between the two of them. He’s WELL into the latter and he knows it and Law knows it and we all know it.

    What justification is there to escalate it this much instead of just going “Her name is Faye. We were never in love but when we found out about you I really wanted you and she didn’t. She made me promise you wouldn’t go looking for her, I’m sorry.” wow look I just solved their family issue in 3 sentences.

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    1. But then there’s no DRAMA, Tarina!
      Kane’s just digging his hole here. It’s not good for anyone. He’s stubborn and telling himself it’s to protect Law when really he needs to be honest about his reasons and realise it’s actually that he doesn’t want to talk about it, doesn’t want to lose law to Faye, and doesn’t want Law to be disappointed in him (too late for that in some ways..). As usual, personal issues that we don’t face fuck us over in other ways. He’s so oblivious though.
      But hey, Law’s a resourceful bean. He’ll figure out his solution.
      Thanks for commenting!


  9. The way you do texts is freaking genius.
    Law and Chase legitimately sounded like my husband and I when he’s talking about his job (which is actually coding XD) so now I’m uh… shipping them somewhat.
    Oof. That was such a punch below the belt and Law knows it. I literally stopped and did one of those reactions where your belly goes tight and you have to take a deep breath. Well aimed, ma’am. Damn.
    “I mean, you’ve still insulted me, but I’ll take it.” XD ❤ I'm dyin' and I'm livin'. God, I love this boy.
    Yup, my Lase ship is fully equipped with sails now.
    You did a fantastic job stretching the lyrics in such a way that I literally heard the song in my head.
    Also those songs are stuck in my head now. Thanks. 😛
    Chase likes Grease. I adore him.
    That fight made my chest hurt. 😦
    See if Rhoan had helped it would have had to be this whole caper with like… Rhoan charming guards while Law snuck into official document archives or something. XD Chase is probably the safer of the two.

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    1. That was all inspired by neopixiesims on tumblr! So I can’t take the credit, but thank you ❤
      Heh, shipping them hey? That totally wasn't on purpose!
      Yeah, that was a hard one to write. But Law's angry, and we all say things in anger, especially at that age :/
      He's a good good boy!
      Chase is a little nerd and he is the BEST.
      Haha okay now I need an AU. Rhoan would do everything wrong but somehow get himself out of it with the gift of the gab, meanwhile Law is shaking his head in the background.
      Thanks for your comment!

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  10. I feel bad for Kane. He’s trying to protect Law from knowing his mother never wanted him but in so doing he’s alienating his son which is the opposite of what he wants. He needs to man up and just tell Law the truth. The truth is way better than what Law is making up in his head to fill in the holes. Ugh I just want to shake some sense into Kane because all of this could be avoided. Now he’s forced Law into taking things into his own hands and who knows what kind of mess he’ll get into.

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  11. LOVE the text messages you edited in. All the edits here are very well done and subtle. Since I’m reading this in the break between programming classes, I just had to zoom in to see if it was an image from Eclipse on Chase’s screen. I couldn’t tell xD
    Oh, and I’m not going to fight you on loving the squad. They’re great! 🙂 I might fight Kane, though. I mean, his son isn’t an idiot. Obviously he would go looking for his mother. The worst that can happen if he goes looking for Faye is that he realises she’s garbage, but what if he goes looking for Kane’s criminal family?! o.o Seriously, Kane, just open up, man, and stop sending Jas to do your dirty work…
    I shouldn’t be reading on my breaks. I’m slowly, but surely, running out 😦

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    1. I stole the idea from someone on tumblr >:) also I don’t remember what I put in chases computer, all coding looks the same to me haha.
      Kane is the king of making bad decisions so why stop now right?! I didn’t even think about law trying to find kanes family, damn it! That could have been very dramatic…
      Thanks for your comment! If only I could update as fast as you read haha!

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      1. It’s a pretty great idea – and looks awesome 😀
        Ha, ha, I so often have people going ‘Oh maybe this happens!!!’ and then I weep because it’s not going to happen, and their idea is waaaay better than mine 😛
        Yeah, if you could deliver once chapter each night at dinner, that’d be great 😀 No? I’ll just have to be patient, then!

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      2. The thing I found helpful in comments was when someone asked about a plot line I’d almost dropped, or an impending plot hole that I managed to fix thanks to them. So sometimes the comments are useful!
        You’ll be happy to know that my time without internet was well spent writing the rest of the generation 😀
        Thanks for commenting!

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  12. Aww Chase is just so into Eliadh!

    Kane and Law really need to patch things up, I’m not sure how but it needs to happen! It’s not going to help with him finding out about his mother through hacking though, probably will make things worse. They need a moderator and to just talk it out…so therapy I guess!

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    1. I think you mean Rhoan, and yeah, he is! It’s so cute ^.^
      Ah, they’re both so stubborn – therapy probably would work BUT Kane is so filled with all that lovely toxic masculinity that the idea seems degrading to him. D’oh!
      Thanks for commenting!

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