Chapter #6The Mad Workshop of a Hatsume by: Maria777   Meka walked through the halls. He was able to ask some students, a green hair boy and a brown, short hair girl where he could find Hatsume. They nervously told him where she would be, a workshop, and helpfully open the door for him.
Meka looked around as he walked. The school is very lively. There are students walking everywhere, stands build all over outside, each room he walks by has some kind of event. It truly is a big festival.
Meka smiled. After he drops off this crap he is holding, he can call his friend and they can spend the day walking around the festival. It might actually be fun.
Meka reaches the door. It’s a big door, with metal plating. Why would they... Meka decides it would be better to end that thought.
Meka’s ponytail went over his face, annoyingly enough, and he shook his head to get it off. His ponytail always getting in front of his face. Annoyed now, and with his hands occupied, Meka kicked the door. “Hatsume! It’s me, Meka. That guy you met an hour ago. Open up. I got your... invention with me.” He yelled.
A few female students, a blue, short hair tomboy who is way taller than him, and a medium size, green hair girl walked passed, whispering about Meka. They glance over and look worryingly at him.
This made Meka mad and embarrass. No one came to open the door either. Meka set down the broken invention and grab the door handle. Only hesitating for a moment, briefly imagining the door just blowing up right then.
The door is unlock, to Meka’s surprise. He open the door and held it open with his foot as he picked up the machine. He should just toss the broken pieces in there one by one but he really wants to see Hatsume and give her a piece of his mind.
As he entered the room, the door close behind him. Meka briefly glance around the room. There is a lot of junk around. Piles of them. And the decor... seems more like a lab from fiction than a workshop.
Meka looks over at the closest pile and drops off the junk he had been carrying for the past hour. He stretches his arms. Wow, they are sore. Guess there really is a price from being too helpful against your better judgement.
Meka glance around quickly. No Hatsume. Well, whatever. He’s here at the festival now. He can forget about that rude girl and have some fun with his friend.
Meka turn around to leave only to meet someone right at his face. “Aaahhhhh!!!” Meka cried out, surprised by the sudden invasion of personal space. He backs up quickly. It’s that girl, Hatsume! Where did she...?!
But the pink hair girl advanced. With a big grin, and dress in her workshop clothes (https://goo.gl/images/pDPh7F), Hatsume began talking. She doesn’t seem to notice Meka’s shock. “Hello, we meet again! I have a been expecting you! My name is Mei Hatsume. Call me Mei. I received word that you’ll be coming! If I remember correctly, you ...”   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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