Hide and Seek

(Beethoven narrating)

"Guys, lets go." yelled Krishna running towards the truck.

"It took you a while, where are the others?" said the driver taking the money from her hand.

"We're here." said Pythagoras giving the driver the money.

It's been a week since we turned into thieves. I said I wanted to be more like Robin Hood, Krishna couldn't stop laughing... Neither the driver.

"Are you joking? We will never be like Robin Hood." said Pythagoras giving a high five to Krishna.

"Where are we going to eat?" I asked the driver.

"We are going to my house. You guys stink..." said the driver pinching his nose.

"We just got out of the police hands, what would you expect?" said Krishna looking at him.

It was the first time I ever saw a jail, even though we got out in less than 10 hours. It was a miracle getting out of that stinky place.

"That reminds me is your fault we were stuck in there." said Pythagoras.

Indeed, it was her fault, here is what happened; we were in a bar robbing every person we saw. Unfortunately, we robbed the wrong person... Yes, we robbed a police officer, you can imagine how it went for Krishna. She got her head hit on the table, Pythagoras almost lost his future (you know what I mean), and I got a broken finger.

Krishna says that we have to cut out my finger in order to stop the infection. If she thinks I'm going to let her touch my finger, she is so wrong.

She tried to convince the police officers to cut my finger off, I almost killed her. Those were the worst 10 hours and 13 minutes of my whole life.

"You are talking way too fast, slow down." said Pythagoras, since I can't write he's writing for me.

"Well, try to hurry a little more." I said hiding my hand from Krishna's eyes.

"We're here" said the driver opening the door.

The house was very shitty, it was small, dirty and smelled very gross. Now wonder why we were stealing for him.

"Make yourselves at home." said the driver opening entrance to the house.

"I don't think I can." said Krishna walking inside the house.

"Will you prefer sleeping outside, like a dog?" complained the driver.

"I wouldn't mind." said Pythagoras.

Once we were all inside the house the driver said we had to take a shower first. When Krishna asked what we were going to wear, he tossed us some old clothes of his.

"Hold him still." whispered someone.

"I'm trying." responded another person.

By that time I felt their hands grabbing my arm, they were trying to tie me up to the bed.

"No... You scumbags let go of me!" I yelled from the bottom of my lungs.

"It's for your own good, now be still." said Krishna with a knife in her hands.

"Don't do it, I'm going to kill all of you." I screamed...

(Pythagoras continues the narration)

Beethoven couldn't stop trying to hit me and Krishna, he kicked as hard as he could... I'm sorry, my dear friend can't continue narrating, so I'm going to replace him.

"You bastards, don't you dare to touch me!" kept screaming Beethoven.

We had to knock him out in order to take his broken finger off.

"It's too late... The infection is spreading too fast." said Krishna.

"Has it got to his hand?" I asked.

"I'm afraid so... We have to cut if off." responded Krishna.

"What are you waiting for? Cut the damn thing off right now!, He's small, but he stronger than I thought" I screamed at her.

In less than five minutes Beethoven's left hand was in the floor. When he woke up, he saw it and wasn't very thankful at all. We are so dead not even the Great Machine is going to repair when he's done with us.

"You are going to regret this, I swear that you are going to pay for it... I'm not leaving because I need you guys, but you better hide because when I seek what you love most. I'm taking it away" screamed Beethoven turning his back on us.

It's our turn to hide... He is going to seek.