Narrator: Upon receiving a call from an old family friend of Max Stone, Max and Blake await for his return back in Genesis, as well as taking their minds off of the scolding Mima gave them for wrecking her Cafe during the fight against the street knights in the last chapter.
Narrator: By the way, don't expect me to narrate every chapter, I appear ever so randomly at my leisure.
Outdoor Training Field-Evening-4:32
(A worn out Kid Max no more than 12 is seen on the ground after failing to fully master his sword technique by hitting all four of the targets at the same time.)
(His hands are red due to gripping his sword too tight.)
(Frustrated, Max throws his sword to the ground as it reverts back to its dagger form.)
???: Taking it out on the sword won't get ya' anywhere.
(A handsome Half Mexican half American man in his mid to late 20's with brown hair wearing a cool leather jacket appears then approaches him and speaks in a New York type of accent.)
Aaron Hawk- Age: 27
Aaron: Your daddy's busy with work, I'll be your substitute today, name's Aaron.
Max: I know you, you're with my Dad's guild... Don't even bother, I suck at this.
(Aaron looks at he targets against the cushioned walls and notices Max has only been hitting the ground and upper half of the cushioned wall.)
Aaron: Yeah, I can very well see that.
(Max gives him a stern look.)
Aaron: Hey, you said it, not me, I'm just agreeing.
Aaron: Pick it up, try one more time.
(Max picks up his sword and gets into position.)
Aaron: Okay, stop... that's your problem right there. (Walks over to Max.)
Aaron: Your grippin' ya' sword to tight and your body's tense.
Max: I've been at it for an now, can you blame me?
Aaron: Not really, but you know it's winter right? Who the heck comes outside on a snowy day in a T-shirt?
Max: (Embarrassed) Just... just tell me what to do!
Aaron: (Chuckles) Well for starters, close your legs and loosen' ya' hands a little.
(Max follows through then charges up his sword.)
Aaron: Now focus-
(Max manages to hit two of the targets.)
Aaron: Huh, quick learner, but only two outta two.
(Max feels satisfied, but is now tired.)
Aaron: But next time wait until I finish, okay?
Max: (Panting) Sure.
(Aaron gives Max his leather jacket.)
Aaron: Can't afford to get blamed for you catchin' a cold.
Aaron: I'm gettin' some lunch now, care to join me?
Aaron: You're payin' though.
Aaron: Just Kiddin'... Next time though, I know you have an allowance.
(The two walk off through the snowy ground as the screen slowly fades to white.)
Aaron: There's this Cafe I always go to with you Dad, one of the best spots in Genesis.
Max: This jacket reeks!
Aaron: It belongs to my girlfriend's boyfriend.
Max: Girlfriend's boyfriend?
Max: You mean X?
Aaron: Nah, their still datin'.
Max: But why-
Aaron: It's called "Cheating" , little guy... You might experience it one day, just like your old man.
(In the bathroom, Max steps out of the shower, then begins to brush his teeth while listening to Breaking Benjamin's "Without out you" on his phone.)
(He then prepares to rinse by filling up his cup with water and pours it in him mouth, but he spits it out quickly because it's hot water.)
Blake: (Offscreen) Sorry!
(While Max tries to rinse again, his phone vibrates.)
(He checks the phone and sees a text message.)
Text: Guess who's back!?
Max's Text: Are you leaving the Airport?
Text: Not yet, I'm meeting up with someone picking me up, so I'm just waiting.
Max's Text: Is that someone a woman?
Text: I'll call you later on today, bye.
(Max takes that reply as a yes.)
(Minutes later after getting dressed, Max steps out of his room then heads downstairs.)
(Inside the the kitchen, Blake is cooking breakfast.) (Despite his age, he's surprisingly skilled at cooking, a talent given to by his renowned Mother.)
Blake: Did you get the message?
Max: Aaron called you before me?
Blake: Of course, you know he favors me over you.
(Blake tosses slices of bread in the air, Max zaps them into toast with his sword in dagger form.)
(Blake casually pulls out his plate as the toasts land softly on it.)
Max: Uh-huh, so what did he say?
Blake: He was just asking how I was doing and how you're treating me.
Max: And you said I've been treating you right, right?
Blake: Meh, sort of, I told him you need to tone down the training a bit.
(Moments later the boys are now seated and ready to eat breakfast, but they both look mighty angry.)
(Max crushes his minute made carton and throws it in the trash can.)
Max: You must be kidding, I could've sworn we had more pink lemonade.
Blake: We don't, the OJ is empty too...All we have left is milk and soda.
Max: SODA does not go with breakfast, Blake... and you KNOW I don't drink milk on it's own, NEVER on it's own.
Max: Screw it, we're going grocery shopping, let's just eat and stick with water for now.
Blake: Okay, but I'm having milk with mine.
(Max slams his hands down on the table.)
Max: Damn it!
(Blake wants to tell Max to calm down, since he's clearly overreacting, but chooses not too, knowing how cranky he can be in the morning.)
(The limousine driver from last night, along with a couple of other Street Knights behind him walk into a room full of caged creatures.)
(They then meet up with a man in his early 30's wearing goggles with fuzzy white hair.)
Mormon: Otto, where's the boss?
Otto: Couldn't make it, he's in a meeting with your boss right now... Are they ready for some exercise?
Mormon: Yeah, just name the right spot.