Who Are My Parents?

"Hahaha!"

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After the laughing fiasco, I went to a bathroom closeby me and changed, my abs visible, I had the standard eight-pack physique, and the v lines, perks of having an extremely low body fat percentage, though, in reality, while I was tall and in no way scrawny, I only had potential, not strength, a trained man could easily beat me with only a few scratches and bruises afflicted to him if left unguarded.

Breaking my thoughts, I headed out of the bathroom in black, branded swimming trunks.

Walking to the group I had been in, I greeted them nonchalantly: "Yo!"

"Y—you have an eight-pack?" said Dan, who was in a stupor.

"I think I do?"

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"You think? Lucky bastard," he grumbled.

If only he knew.

"How do I get a physique like yours?"

"Train, eat the right food, and have discipline. You need to do a thousand push-ups daily first so I can guide you to the other steps," I stated, looking as serious as I could be.

Dan looked at me weirdly, then agreed.

"Alrighty! 1,000 push-ups? That's easy! I can do 2,000—no, 10,000 push-ups."

"Then do them," Lennon, being the quick-witted man he was, immediately intervened.

Dan's face distorted, his weird look faltered…until he looked at Rose and Sandra then started doing push-ups on the great-quality sand.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

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"T-thirty-four."

"Thirty-fi——" Dan plopped down, breathing heavily, then, after resting for a bit, and asking Lennon for some water, he continued…

"Sixty-seven!"

"Sixty-eight!"

"Sixty-nine!" out of breath, Dan once again, plopped down on the great-quality sand…

"Nice."

Dan glared at me.

"What? You left yourself wide open."

"Speaking of wide open," Lennon grinned—then grabbed Dan's legs and dragged him to the water.

Gazing at me, Dan begged for help.

"J—not there!—on, help m—"

Splash!

I ignored his pleading and joined Lennon.

"Where's Dan?"

"Oh…" Lennon's face looked aghast

"Dan can't swi—"

"What?!" I screamed, then dived down, Lennon behind me.

Ignoring the weird poses Dan was doing, both of us grabbed him, went up, and threw him on the sand.

"CPR?"

Lennon didn't respond, instead, he brought his mouth close to Dan's.

I looked at him like he was stupid…until Dan kicked Lennon and ran.

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After the pair's shenanigans were over, we finally grouped up again, looking at two men who seemed to be hitting on Rose and Sandra.

Dan and Lennon pushed them, glaring menacingly and telling them to "fuck off."

I simply stared at the men, snorted, and moved closer.

Bam!

The men—seemingly drunk, somehow, punched the girls' knights.

Clutching his face in pain, Lennon kicked the man in front of him hard—in the balls.

"Wow! That was a clean kick, Ball Breaker Lennon."

Glaring at the two men, I joined the fight and immediately threw a fast jab at the one close to Dan.

My jab hitting the man in his stomach made him disoriented, giving Dan the opportunity to rain punches down upon the man's large chest. Looks like they know how to defend themselves…somewhat defend themselves.

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After security finally came and separated the two drunks from us, peace returned to the beach, and we got compensated with $50,000, a small sum to Oberes and Spartas, but not to me.

Sweet ol' money!

Dan called out to me and invited me to dinner, my charm really does work wonders.

"Hey, Jon! Thanks for the help. Wanna eat dinner with me and Lennon?"

I immediately accepted, "I would love to, and no problem, you're my friends after all," I grinned.

Grinning back at me, Dan took his sister as Lennon did the same and we all headed to our own cars.

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Woosh!

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Three rare cars arrived at a huge house if it could even be called one, consisting of two main simplistic but good-looking colors; white and black, it was also decorated in several ways with golden markings all over it, not to mention the huge pool in the back, and the several trees everywhere in the huge garden.

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Exiting my car and locking it, I entered the house, looking calm on the outside but being dumbfounded on the inside, I mean… I knew they were rich…but, this is too much!

I looked around, seeing a living room that contained a huge white couch, a large TV, normal lights, a normal white ceiling, a normal carpet…huge windows! Indoor trees, and a simple-but-good-looking table.

Lennon walked towards the couch, being followed by his sister and me as Dan and Rose went to make food.

No butler, eh?

The three of us plopped down on the couch, feeling happy, or at least that's what I thought they felt.

Lennon reached out for the remote and turned the TV on.

I saw the Spokify logo, then:

{"Wanna break from the ads? If you tap now to watch a short video you'll receive thirty minutes of ad-free mus—"}

Sandra grabbed the remote and changed the channel. What a disappointment.

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My nose sniffed something…food!

I tilted my head, gazing at the duo who set a few plates on the table and sat down next to Sandra who was to the left of Lennon.

Looking at my plate, I saw some utensils and—I widened my eyes—some delicious-looking, steaming white rice coupled with an even more good-looking turkey.

So, after waiting for a bit, everyone dug in, using the utensils provided to them, of course.

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A while later, after finishing the food, relaxing, and washing our hands, we started playing Monopoly on the soft carpet.

Somehow, Dan ended up in jail three times while the rest of us kept getting properties and earning money.

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"That was a good game," I said—cracking my joints—after winning the whole game.

I somehow got two complete sets at the start, didn't pay anyone anything, didn't end up in jail, and started dominating everyone. Thank you, Lady Luck.

The others looked at me as if I was a god of fate! Or a cheater.

"Yeah… That was a good game, certainly so," Rose and Dan turned to me and said, their voice sounding distorted.

We got up, stretched a bit, then Dan suddenly challenged me to an endurance test of…push-ups.

"Oi, Jon. Since you're so great, why don't you outlast me while doing push-ups," he suggested aggressively, grinning in triumph.

Wow…

Agreeing to his "suggestion," I went to the floor along with him…and started pushing.

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"Twenty-four," we both said at the same time, timing our push-ups perfectly.

"Twenty-five."

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"F-forty-one," we said in difficulty.

"Forty-two!"

"Forty-three!"

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"Fifty-on—" Dan suddenly plopped down, but I continued doing my push-ups even after outlasting him.

"Fifty-two," I said, feeling my energy return to me bit by bit?

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"S-seventy-nine!"

"Eighty!" I said, finally plopping down, then, I suddenly felt replenished, and got up, looked at Dan, and then told him: "Not so cocky now, huh?"

"Whatever, I'll beat ya someday," he huffed while responding.

Then, after that whole fiasco, we got some snacks and nibbled on them…chocolate this late, huh?

"So, who wants to play UNO?" Sandra said while glancing at us.

Immediately, we all agreed, raising our hands in the process.

So, she went to grab a deck of cards from somewhere and distributed seven cards to each player, leaving some close to the center and one card, colored green and being a seven in the center.

I looked at my deck, then whistled.

I had three Wild Cards, three +4 Cards, and one blue card having a seven etched on it.

'Am I the reincarnation of some gaming god?' I wondered in amusement, then put my blue card on the yellow one.

Dan's turn was next, he looked flustered as he put down a red card numbered seven.

Three sevens, huh…

It was Rose's turn, so that's why he looked flustered, bet he had a trap, not a reverse one of the same color though.

Rose hesitated, then put down a +4 Card and chose to change the color.

I gazed at Sandra who drew four cards then glanced at Rose.

It was Lennon's turn, so he glared at his deck menacingly, gazed at me and my ferocious grin, then put a "peaceful" card down; a +2 Card.

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After a few rounds, I finally put my last card down, a Wild Card.

"UNO!" I shouted something unnecessary, looking around at my friends who had lots of cards, rubbing their loss in their faces.

"That was a great game!" They all glared at me, promising misfortune, so I stopped messing around and got ready to leave…until the sound of someone entering reached me.

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"Mother?!" Rose and Dan perked up, getting up fast.

"Auntie?!" and so did the other pair of siblings.

I got up slowly, heading to the door of the huge house, and seeing a mature beauty; a milf, she looked exactly like Rose but thicker in almost every way, her thighs bulged and so did her ass that was guarded by some tight clothes which, in fact, enunciated it, I gazed at her aqua-colored eyes as we made eye contact.

"Hello…" she went past the quartet surrounding her and began greeting me, stretching her petite hand out to me.

"Jonathon, I'm Jonathon, nice to meet you, Madam…" I said, taking her hand and shaking it.

"Hello, Jonathon. I'm Rosa, nice to meet you too!" she said, breaking our handshake, then hesitated and stated: "You seem familiar, have we met before?"

Looking confused, I replied: "No? I think you're mistaking me for someone, my name's Jonathon F. Peter if that helps."

Her eyes widened as she…grimaced for less than a second, but that was all my quick-witted self needed.

"Do… Do you perhaps know me?"

"No, I'm afraid I was mistaken, Mister Peter," she faintly smiled as I saw disgust, pain, and acceptance loom over her, and enter her eyes and smile.

My tone cold and harsh, I glared at the woman—Rosa, and asked only one question with a guttural growl.

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"Do you know my family?"

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"Answer me!" I shouted, breaking the silent, confused surroundings.

"Do you know your family?" she simply questioned, seeming to already know the answer.

I widened my eyes in horror.

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