Part three -
Cooper: "Arianna, Liam, this way."
(both follow)
Arianna: Dad?
John: Ah Riri!
Arianna: Oh dad, what's going on?
Liam: Yeah, what is going on?
John: -sigh- You may as well sit down, and I'll explain... It may take a while.
Liam: Ha! Okay. You're not freaking me out at all.
Arianna: What's going on dad? Seriously. Are you ill?
John: Not exactly...
Liam: Well...?
Arianna: Dad c'mon, I can't handle this tension.
John: "Okay, please don't hate me and don't assume. You can ask questions at the end, I just need to speak and let you all know the exact and full details after then you can do whatever you want. Just, hear me out."
-Arianna & Liam both nod-
John: "This was before your mother and I met. I used to have this job well yeah argh. I oh this is so hard. I hoped neither of you would ever find out. For gods sake."
Liam: You weren't a stripper or something where you?
Arianna: Liam!
John: PAHA! God no, although that would be so much more easier to explain. I um, I used to be a secret agent.
Liam: -Snorts- Dad, c'mon seriously? What is it?
-John looks at his son, with a stern look gleaming in his eye-
Liam: Oh, shit. You're serious, aren't you?
John: -nods-
Arianna: What the HELL? First you're besties with Mr. Fricking Cooper, now you're supposedly an ex agent? Dad if this is some kind of practical joke, it's not funny. Please, just I can't cope. I should be in class, I don't have time for these games.
Liam: Riri, he's being serious. Look at him...
Arianna: -glances at her father-
John: Please, like I said let me explain.
-Arianna and Liam both encourage him to go on by nodding-
John: "I WAS an ex agent, and I was the best of my time. Not being cocky or anything, but it's true. I was the best, and there was never a day where I was told otherwise. I was handed everything in my life. Just because I was good at my job, you both know you don't have grandparents from my side because they both died. That wasn't a lie, they are. I watched them die, which is what caused me to get into the business. Y'know? To stop other children like myself from being permanently scarred. So that they didn't grow up and end up as messed as I did. I was praised. A legend, within the industry. Ahaha, and I didn't exactly hate it but I didn't love it either. I was happy because I was good at my job, and I was essentially helping people but it didn't change the fact that I was handed everything within it. The promotions, extra cases etc. I was sorta stepped around. No-one would ever tell me anything, that I didn't want to hear just because they were afraid of what I'd do to them... Of course it was lonely. Until, well as cliche as this sounds. Until I met your mother..."
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