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Usual day at "Builders brother's pizzeria". A smell of delicious pizza was all around the building. Families that were chatting about everything they could. Everything was usual. Except for one thing.
007n7 and his son.
Elliot was aware that coolkidd went missing. Well it would be hard not to. Posters with his picture all around the town. They here for like weeks, maybe about month or slightly more.
For the first days Elliot still saw ex-exploiter. He was clearly determined to find his son, but at the same time 7 looked so... Broken? Hard to tell for just a second of observing face of that man by Elliot. He still couldn't stand 007n7, but a slight sympathy was deep down in pizza boy's heart. Elliot himself has a younger sister, so he couldn't completely be indifferent to father's problem.
But now... Elliot haven't seen 007n7 for a good few days. The sounds of pizzeria were just a white noise for a cashier. All his thoughts were about 007n7. He looked so depressed last time that Elliot can recall. That was a 4 days ago. All this time 007n7 is in his house?Maybe he should check up him? Wait. Why Elliot even worry about man, who's son terrorised pizzeria countless amount of times? What even is happening with his mind? But something in his heart just screaming to check up 007n7.
"After shift" -Elliot thinks to himself and continue to surve the customers that was coming.
They were so happy. Especially families with kids. Happy like 007n7 once was. Before his son started make a mess in BBP, they both pretty welcome. Well at least not blacklisted. Everyone wanted to leave in a second as a famous, now ex, exloider showned up with son. 007n7 did change, at least he looked like it while son is around. Elliot felt a some sort of relief from it. Less danger for his already tough work. This little demon that 7 called 'son' was almost jumping from joy because of simple pizza. And 007n7 himself looked so happy because his son was.
No, not him again.
Just a couple of hours until shift ends. He just need to wait. A Little more. Just a little more. The time went so slow that even a turtle would be faster then it. Every minute felt like an hour. Elliot was just going insane at this point. Elliot counted almost every second before shirt's end. That nagging feeling was overwhelming, but he still managed to do his work just perfect. Like everything was normal. For everyone it was. But not for the Elliot
Finally. His shift ended. Elliot quickly closed his shift and say "Bye" to the collgues and head to his car. He was driving to 007n7's house.
This time in car was no music. Just a sounds of car. Just Elliot's thoughts. Thoughts that were filled with just one phrase "please just be okay".
The drive felt again so long. Painfully long. The house that he need in his sight. Elliot parked near it and almost rushed from it towards the door.
Knock.
Knock. Knock.
No answer.
" 007n7. It's Elliot. I.. Wanted check up on you"
Still no answer.
After couple minutes of waiting,Elliot decided push the door. It opened. Elliot tensed.
There was no light in house. But it looked like someone just went to the shop and comeback in any minute. But the smell Oh the smell of gunpower and... Vanilla? Maybe not exactly vanilla, but clearly something sweet And there was something else. A faint smell of iron... No, that can't be...
"Seven? You here? "
No answer.
Elliot started searching for 007n7 around the house. A kid's toys here and there. Drawings that clearly was made by a kid. Books with tales for kids... A lot of things for kid or made by one. 007n7 clearly loved his kid so much, he had bought everything just to make his son, Coolkid, happiest kid alive. Even when he was on tight budget being a single dad, that worked in multiple jobs. Elliot now felt even worse for 007n7. He really did everything to be a good, or at least decent father... He tried to change. He really tried.
That realisation made Elliot's heart ache. No one deserves to experience that. Even the person that made his life almost unbearable don't.
Elliot moved deeper into the house the more stronger that strange mix of smells became. He stopped right in front of one door. The smell was the strongest there.
Elliot gently opened the door.
Oh.
Oh no...
A scene what he witnessed would made throw up his lunch if ha had any this day.
A 007n7...no a body of 007n7 was laying on the floor. Blood on the floor, on the wall even somehow on the ceiling. In weak body's grip there was a gun. And some sort of note on the table.
Despite the notion Elliot felt he came closer to the table to read what ex exploiter wrote. It was a simple note "Sorry coolkidd that I was a bad father for you. I couldn't find you. You were my everything" Tears starting falling from Elliot's eyes. It was just so wrong. It felt wrong.
And how much time did the body was there? A day? Two? Or all time Elliot haven't seen 007n7. But that doesn't matter right now. Elliot just was standing there.
Nothing can't be undone. Nothing that can be changed.
Elliot almost mindlessly knelt before 007n7's body and hugged it, like he tried to comfort someone.
But it was too late.
Elliot tried to comfort himself.