I can sense you're not focused The silence was broken by Hiro speaking to his little paper mache friend GL. His paper head turned to look at Hiro. GL was his normal size now, not his two foot tall travel size. He had asked Hiro for a training session in meditation, hoping it would help him cope with his new found body. That and it gave him something to do all those times Hiro meditates everytime.
GL began to cross his arm in stubbornness and began furiously shaking his head. I understand it's hard and that you're lazy but you're never gonna learn if you act this stubborn. The paper raised a hand to his chest, as if insulted. Yes I called you stubborn and lazy! GL lowered his head in shame and transformed into a spinning drill mimicking stabbing Hiro in the temple over and over again. What are you saying? I'm not good at charades you know this. Are you saying it's giving you a headache? He transformed back into his two foot tall paper form and nodded his head. How do you even get headaches? You're a piece of paper!
Will both of you cease this insulate whining!
You keep your mouth shut Oni. I'm doing this just so you can leave me alone and stop talking constantly. Hiro replied sarcastically to Oni, his inner demon that has been bothering him for half his life. Just recently has Oni become more prominent in Hiro's life after his acceptance of the demon inside him, something Hiro wishes never happened.
Then burn the blasted paper! GL hovered back a bit as almost in disgust and transformed into a tongue, mocking the demon. That was when a thought hit Hiro's mind.
Wait. Are you telling me you could understand him this whole time? Releasing from tongue form, GL shyly bowed his head and put his hands behind his back. I can't believe you. And here I thought we were friends. Whatever, I'm not doing this right now. I'm here to meditate so that's what I'm gonna do. Join me or not.
The cooling breeze that was present began to pick up a bit more, as the leaves rustled above Hiro. He took this as his cue to close his eyes once more and fall back into meditation. He could feel the grass brushing up against his armor, his sword laying motionlessness on his crossed legs and a small disturbance on his left shoulder. He gave a small smirk as he knew it was GL positioning himself on his shoulder to try and meditate. It was a beautiful day out and it was days like these Hiro would always remember.
GL began to cross his arm in stubbornness and began furiously shaking his head. I understand it's hard and that you're lazy but you're never gonna learn if you act this stubborn. The paper raised a hand to his chest, as if insulted. Yes I called you stubborn and lazy! GL lowered his head in shame and transformed into a spinning drill mimicking stabbing Hiro in the temple over and over again. What are you saying? I'm not good at charades you know this. Are you saying it's giving you a headache? He transformed back into his two foot tall paper form and nodded his head. How do you even get headaches? You're a piece of paper!
Will both of you cease this insulate whining!
You keep your mouth shut Oni. I'm doing this just so you can leave me alone and stop talking constantly. Hiro replied sarcastically to Oni, his inner demon that has been bothering him for half his life. Just recently has Oni become more prominent in Hiro's life after his acceptance of the demon inside him, something Hiro wishes never happened.
Then burn the blasted paper! GL hovered back a bit as almost in disgust and transformed into a tongue, mocking the demon. That was when a thought hit Hiro's mind.
Wait. Are you telling me you could understand him this whole time? Releasing from tongue form, GL shyly bowed his head and put his hands behind his back. I can't believe you. And here I thought we were friends. Whatever, I'm not doing this right now. I'm here to meditate so that's what I'm gonna do. Join me or not.
The cooling breeze that was present began to pick up a bit more, as the leaves rustled above Hiro. He took this as his cue to close his eyes once more and fall back into meditation. He could feel the grass brushing up against his armor, his sword laying motionlessness on his crossed legs and a small disturbance on his left shoulder. He gave a small smirk as he knew it was GL positioning himself on his shoulder to try and meditate. It was a beautiful day out and it was days like these Hiro would always remember.