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“Uh? Oh, um… thank you….Wait, Max? Is that you?”

“…” His face turned light pink. “I… I really like him….”

Carlos folded his arms. “You like him… but you want to risk getting him in trouble?”

“N-no! I’d never…” He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. “I just wanted him to be happy… he always talks about how much he’d want to rob a store and… how he wanted a new car…” Pure slightly bit his lip. “I just wanted him to be happy…. I never thought we’d actually go that far….”

“That’s what he told me as well,” Carlos said to him. “That he just wanted to please you, and he didn’t think it’d go that far. Am I to really assume that things just… developed that way on their own?”

He nodded. “Everything just… happened..!” He sighed. “As soon as we were in the car is just.. everything just happened…”

“So the car lured you in like a siren song and just drove you to the stores? Gave you masks and weapons?” The sarcasm was dripping in Carlos’ voice, but he wanted the kid to understand that he had to actually own up to what they did.

“No! Oh heavens no!” He yelled. “I-i just… everything just…” He teared up, nervously walking around. “I didn’t want it to happen! I-i’m usually a nice kid, I swear! I just…” He sobbed and whimpered quietly. “I dont know why I did it! I feel so bad, I’m sorry!”

“I know you’re sorry, Ma-… uh, Pure. But I’m not sure if it’s because someone’s holding you accountable or if it’s actually genuine.” Carlos sighed. “I don’t want to be mad at you. But you and Max got into a lot of trouble, so it’s hard not to be.”

“I-i know we got into trouble… h-hell… I stabbed someone! I could’ve gotten us hurt… or even killed..!” He dried his eyes. “I’m sorry for putting Max in danger, Mr Ramon…” He kept his head down, too scared to look at Carlos. “I just… I wanted him to be happy, to have fun…”

“There are other ways to have fun,” Carlos told him. “You guys could have gone to Chuck E. Cheese’s and it would have been less harmful.” He frowned at the kid, feeling very uncomfortable. He looked exactly like Max… but he wasn’t that Max. They weren’t the same. It just… he looked like him! Carlos was having a bit of trouble trying to remain stern with him.

But he could be at least a little chivalrous…

Carlos pulled out a pack of tissues from his pocket and offered one to Pure. “Here.”

“Excuse me, I think you’ve dropped this.” (@purifiedmaxx)

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“Uh? Oh, um… thank you….Wait, Max? Is that you?”

“…” His face turned light pink. “I… I really like him….”

Carlos folded his arms. “You like him… but you want to risk getting him in trouble?”

“N-no! I’d never…” He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. “I just wanted him to be happy… he always talks about how much he’d want to rob a store and… how he wanted a new car…” Pure slightly bit his lip. “I just wanted him to be happy…. I never thought we’d actually go that far….”

“That’s what he told me as well,” Carlos said to him. “That he just wanted to please you, and he didn’t think it’d go that far. Am I to really assume that things just… developed that way on their own?”

He nodded. “Everything just… happened..!” He sighed. “As soon as we were in the car is just.. everything just happened…”

“So the car lured you in like a siren song and just drove you to the stores? Gave you masks and weapons?” The sarcasm was dripping in Carlos’ voice, but he wanted the kid to understand that he had to actually own up to what they did.

“No! Oh heavens no!” He yelled. “I-i just… everything just…” He teared up, nervously walking around. “I didn’t want it to happen! I-i’m usually a nice kid, I swear! I just…” He sobbed and whimpered quietly. “I dont know why I did it! I feel so bad, I’m sorry!”

“I know you’re sorry, Ma-… uh, Pure. But I’m not sure if it’s because someone’s holding you accountable or if it’s actually genuine.” Carlos sighed. “I don’t want to be mad at you. But you and Max got into a lot of trouble, so it’s hard not to be.”

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Well, I’m pretty sure if we add anymore water it’ll be too heavy to move, so, I guess it’s good?

*nods* Alright then. Lemme lift it. Make sure there’s nothing in my way?

Mhm, just a couple of little twigs and rocks, shouldn’t be an issue, right?

Right. Okay, keep an eye out for me bud! *he lifts the pot and starts walking* Where’s a good spot to set this?

Maybe like, next to where we build the fire- hey, watch out for the log.

*Carlos immediately stops* Where is it? *he tries to look around the pot to the ground.”

Like right by your feet, just step over it and you should be all good.

How big is it? *he lifts his foot and tentatively starts poking around at the ground in front of him.*

Probably about uh,, *he puts his hands up* that big? Not very,

*Carlos’ foot finds the log and he gently tries to kick it away out of the way* Okay… moving forward…

You should be good to set it down,

Right here? Okay. *slowly lowers the pot toward the ground*

Yeah, *he grabs a couple of the pods from his hoodie*

Okay. So – *the pot touches Carlos’ foot and suddenly tips forward, spilling half the water and scum out in front of him*

Hm. Well shit.

Oh, shoot! I’m sorry, Max. I’ll go fill it up again – hang on. *he turns around with a sigh and carries the pot with one hand back to the lakeside.*

*Max follows Carlos back to the lake, putting the pods back in his pocket* I could actually help carry it this time.

If you want to… I just need to make sure I’m not setting it down on my foot this time. Heh…

Yeah, it’ll be easier with two people.

It would be… but one of us is less than three feet tall. No offense, but it’d be better if we matched closer in height for that to be really effective.

I’m not that short!

*smiles sympathetically. “I’m sorry, buddy… but you kind of are. That’s okay though – you’re about average for someone your age.

I’m not. I’m below average.

What? Why would you say that? How old are you?

10. The average is like, 4’10. I’m below that.

Oh… I thought you were, like… seven. It’s hard to judge, considering your… surprisingly mature demeanor. My apologies, Max. But hey – I think you still have some growing to do!

I- fair enough, I guess. I doubt it.

Well, time will only tell. But it’s alright to be optimistic about it. You’re still young after all! *he kneels by the lake to fill the pot again.* Do you wanna get some more pondscum, Max?

Hells yeah! *he picks up a different stick and gets some pondscum on it*

*Carlos snorts and giggles* You’re such a boy – getting all excited about slime. That’s adorable.

Hey, it’s not slime. It’s pondscum. There’s a difference. And I’m not adorable.

*chuckles* Right, of course. At ten years old you’re the peak of masculinity. By the way, slime encompasses a wide variety of things – mud, scum, mucus, etc. The more you know! C’mon, get it over here and into the pot. *he smiles happily at Max*

“Excuse me, I think you’ve dropped this.” (@purifiedmaxx)

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“Uh? Oh, um… thank you….Wait, Max? Is that you?”

“…” His face turned light pink. “I… I really like him….”

Carlos folded his arms. “You like him… but you want to risk getting him in trouble?”

“N-no! I’d never…” He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. “I just wanted him to be happy… he always talks about how much he’d want to rob a store and… how he wanted a new car…” Pure slightly bit his lip. “I just wanted him to be happy…. I never thought we’d actually go that far….”

“That’s what he told me as well,” Carlos said to him. “That he just wanted to please you, and he didn’t think it’d go that far. Am I to really assume that things just… developed that way on their own?”

He nodded. “Everything just… happened..!” He sighed. “As soon as we were in the car is just.. everything just happened…”

“So the car lured you in like a siren song and just drove you to the stores? Gave you masks and weapons?” The sarcasm was dripping in Carlos’ voice, but he wanted the kid to understand that he had to actually own up to what they did.

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Well, I’m pretty sure if we add anymore water it’ll be too heavy to move, so, I guess it’s good?

*nods* Alright then. Lemme lift it. Make sure there’s nothing in my way?

Mhm, just a couple of little twigs and rocks, shouldn’t be an issue, right?

Right. Okay, keep an eye out for me bud! *he lifts the pot and starts walking* Where’s a good spot to set this?

Maybe like, next to where we build the fire- hey, watch out for the log.

*Carlos immediately stops* Where is it? *he tries to look around the pot to the ground.”

Like right by your feet, just step over it and you should be all good.

How big is it? *he lifts his foot and tentatively starts poking around at the ground in front of him.*

Probably about uh,, *he puts his hands up* that big? Not very,

*Carlos’ foot finds the log and he gently tries to kick it away out of the way* Okay… moving forward…

You should be good to set it down,

Right here? Okay. *slowly lowers the pot toward the ground*

Yeah, *he grabs a couple of the pods from his hoodie*

Okay. So – *the pot touches Carlos’ foot and suddenly tips forward, spilling half the water and scum out in front of him*

Hm. Well shit.

Oh, shoot! I’m sorry, Max. I’ll go fill it up again – hang on. *he turns around with a sigh and carries the pot with one hand back to the lakeside.*

*Max follows Carlos back to the lake, putting the pods back in his pocket* I could actually help carry it this time.

If you want to… I just need to make sure I’m not setting it down on my foot this time. Heh…

Yeah, it’ll be easier with two people.

It would be… but one of us is less than three feet tall. No offense, but it’d be better if we matched closer in height for that to be really effective.

I’m not that short!

*smiles sympathetically. “I’m sorry, buddy… but you kind of are. That’s okay though – you’re about average for someone your age.

I’m not. I’m below average.

What? Why would you say that? How old are you?

10. The average is like, 4’10. I’m below that.

Oh… I thought you were, like… seven. It’s hard to judge, considering your… surprisingly mature demeanor. My apologies, Max. But hey – I think you still have some growing to do!

I- fair enough, I guess. I doubt it.

Well, time will only tell. But it’s alright to be optimistic about it. You’re still young after all! *he kneels by the lake to fill the pot again.* Do you wanna get some more pondscum, Max?

Hells yeah! *he picks up a different stick and gets some pondscum on it*

*Carlos snorts and giggles* You’re such a boy – getting all excited about slime. That’s adorable.

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“Uh? Oh, um… thank you….Wait, Max? Is that you?”

“…” His face turned light pink. “I… I really like him….”

Carlos folded his arms. “You like him… but you want to risk getting him in trouble?”

“N-no! I’d never…” He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. “I just wanted him to be happy… he always talks about how much he’d want to rob a store and… how he wanted a new car…” Pure slightly bit his lip. “I just wanted him to be happy…. I never thought we’d actually go that far….”

“That’s what he told me as well,” Carlos said to him. “That he just wanted to please you, and he didn’t think it’d go that far. Am I to really assume that things just… developed that way on their own?”

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Well, I’m pretty sure if we add anymore water it’ll be too heavy to move, so, I guess it’s good?

*nods* Alright then. Lemme lift it. Make sure there’s nothing in my way?

Mhm, just a couple of little twigs and rocks, shouldn’t be an issue, right?

Right. Okay, keep an eye out for me bud! *he lifts the pot and starts walking* Where’s a good spot to set this?

Maybe like, next to where we build the fire- hey, watch out for the log.

*Carlos immediately stops* Where is it? *he tries to look around the pot to the ground.”

Like right by your feet, just step over it and you should be all good.

How big is it? *he lifts his foot and tentatively starts poking around at the ground in front of him.*

Probably about uh,, *he puts his hands up* that big? Not very,

*Carlos’ foot finds the log and he gently tries to kick it away out of the way* Okay… moving forward…

You should be good to set it down,

Right here? Okay. *slowly lowers the pot toward the ground*

Yeah, *he grabs a couple of the pods from his hoodie*

Okay. So – *the pot touches Carlos’ foot and suddenly tips forward, spilling half the water and scum out in front of him*

Hm. Well shit.

Oh, shoot! I’m sorry, Max. I’ll go fill it up again – hang on. *he turns around with a sigh and carries the pot with one hand back to the lakeside.*

*Max follows Carlos back to the lake, putting the pods back in his pocket* I could actually help carry it this time.

If you want to… I just need to make sure I’m not setting it down on my foot this time. Heh…

Yeah, it’ll be easier with two people.

It would be… but one of us is less than three feet tall. No offense, but it’d be better if we matched closer in height for that to be really effective.

I’m not that short!

*smiles sympathetically. “I’m sorry, buddy… but you kind of are. That’s okay though – you’re about average for someone your age.

I’m not. I’m below average.

What? Why would you say that? How old are you?

10. The average is like, 4’10. I’m below that.

Oh… I thought you were, like… seven. It’s hard to judge, considering your… surprisingly mature demeanor. My apologies, Max. But hey – I think you still have some growing to do!

I- fair enough, I guess. I doubt it.

Well, time will only tell. But it’s alright to be optimistic about it. You’re still young after all! *he kneels by the lake to fill the pot again.* Do you wanna get some more pondscum, Max?

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“Uh? Oh, um… thank you….Wait, Max? Is that you?”

“…” His face turned light pink. “I… I really like him….”

Carlos folded his arms. “You like him… but you want to risk getting him in trouble?”

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Well, I’m pretty sure if we add anymore water it’ll be too heavy to move, so, I guess it’s good?

*nods* Alright then. Lemme lift it. Make sure there’s nothing in my way?

Mhm, just a couple of little twigs and rocks, shouldn’t be an issue, right?

Right. Okay, keep an eye out for me bud! *he lifts the pot and starts walking* Where’s a good spot to set this?

Maybe like, next to where we build the fire- hey, watch out for the log.

*Carlos immediately stops* Where is it? *he tries to look around the pot to the ground.”

Like right by your feet, just step over it and you should be all good.

How big is it? *he lifts his foot and tentatively starts poking around at the ground in front of him.*

Probably about uh,, *he puts his hands up* that big? Not very,

*Carlos’ foot finds the log and he gently tries to kick it away out of the way* Okay… moving forward…

You should be good to set it down,

Right here? Okay. *slowly lowers the pot toward the ground*

Yeah, *he grabs a couple of the pods from his hoodie*

Okay. So – *the pot touches Carlos’ foot and suddenly tips forward, spilling half the water and scum out in front of him*

Hm. Well shit.

Oh, shoot! I’m sorry, Max. I’ll go fill it up again – hang on. *he turns around with a sigh and carries the pot with one hand back to the lakeside.*

*Max follows Carlos back to the lake, putting the pods back in his pocket* I could actually help carry it this time.

If you want to… I just need to make sure I’m not setting it down on my foot this time. Heh…

Yeah, it’ll be easier with two people.

It would be… but one of us is less than three feet tall. No offense, but it’d be better if we matched closer in height for that to be really effective.

I’m not that short!

*smiles sympathetically. “I’m sorry, buddy… but you kind of are. That’s okay though – you’re about average for someone your age.

I’m not. I’m below average.

What? Why would you say that? How old are you?

10. The average is like, 4’10. I’m below that.

Oh… I thought you were, like… seven. It’s hard to judge, considering your… surprisingly mature demeanor. My apologies, Max. But hey – I think you still have some growing to do!

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“Uh? Oh, um… thank you….Wait, Max? Is that you?”

“Max? No, i’m not- well, technically I am but, no one calls me that anymore.”

“You’re… you’re not? Wait… you’re not my Max, are you?”

“‘Your’ Max? No, i’m not. You can just… you can just call me Pure.”

“Oh… ah… it’s you.” Carlos wasn’t very thrilled with having finally met this kid. “You can call me Mr Ramon.”

“Oh you’ve… heard of me..?” He tilted his head curiously, though the tone of Carlos’ voice intrigued him.

“Yeah – You took Max out on a robbery spree.”

“I- I never-” He sighed, lowering his head. Lying wouldn’t get him anywhere. “Yes. Yes I did.”

Carlos just hummed. “Where are your parents or guardians? Do they know what you’ve been up to?”

He froze. Parents? Guardians? He simply stared at the ground, tears starting to fill his eyes. “I… I don’t..” He could barely talk, a few teardrops hitting the ground. “I don’t have parents…” He whispered quietly, biting his lip.

Carlos blinked at him. Well, damn… he wasn’t sure what to think of now.

“Who takes care of you, Pure?”

“….no one..” He talked quietly, gently wiping some of his tears.

Carlos just stared at him. “How long has it been like this for you?” he asked calmly.

“I don’t…. know…” He shrugged slightly. “As long as I can remember, really…”

“Do you remember any parents? Or anybody before then?”

He shook his head, still not daring to look at the other.

Carlos just hummed. Okay… now wasn’t the time to push on that subject. “When did you meet Max?”

“A few months ago…” Pure smiled at the thought of Max. “I think it was last year… in October…”

“And what do you think of him, Pure?”