#much harder

Man, I know we’re all supposed to be sub over dub here, but my video player usually defaults to English dub so I end up hearing the first litle bit in English a bunch of the time, and MAN is the interpretation of what they mean by “If there were a ‘correct’ answer, it’d be just someone else’s words.” The English dub says: “The only right answer would have to come from the mouth of another” which human beings named Doc who are me find MUCH clearer for what he’s reaching for--that the way to win the riddle was to confide in someone else, to give an answer he knew couldn’t come from her. 

The only way to win the game was to admit you needed a partner in it.

“Figured they would send you.” “Only fair to send the other vampire right?”

They had used to be fairly good friends, but Grant was one hundred percent loyal to the group, and Amenadiel had never really been. He was just in there because he had the right looks, and got what the boss needed easily most of the time. 

“You might as well realize I will kick your butt like always.” “Sure.. but why not have fun?”

It was the same end as always when the two of them fought. He was older and stronger than Amenadiel, specially when one of them really had nothing to fight for.

“Boss sends his regards, and wants to never see you again.”

He knew it meant he would have to stay on the good side of town, making it much harder to get what he needed. But not listening would be the death of him, so he had no choice but to try. 

“Come on...”

He had sendt in applications to every firm he could think off. The same day Amenadiel left he had marched straight into his fathers office, quit his job, and told him he never wanted to see him again.

“Khaled?” “Oh..”

His sister stood there in front of him, her arms crossed and a face that told him they would be having a talk. It was almost winter now, and he still hadn’t found a job. His mother and sister helping him with the bills and such until he got one. 

“Not here, come on.”

“He did it to keep you safe.. it’s cute but why didn’t you tell mom?” “Because she would...” “Yell at dad?” “Worse..” “Well, I told her.”

He looked at his sister, wondering what on earth made her do that. And even more, what did it end up with. 

“You did..?” “Yes.” “And?” “Lets just say she had a few well chosen words on her way out of the science lab.”

It was hard to believe his mother being angry. He had maybe seen it once in his entire life but he had heard rumor of it happening on occasion. How did his dad take that though, he never liked being talked back to. He most certainly hadn’t liked it when he had walked out on him. 

“You should call her.” “Right now?” “Yes.”

….You know, I’ve always wanted to write a Character vs. Author novel. It would be hard to pull off, but I think it might be fun~