A World Without Sun discussion

Six bedroom and four bathroom.

Pierce walked in. "Dad! I'm home!"
His father walked out. "How was work?" he asked.
"Good. Pandora's kid was born. A boy."
His father smiled proudly. "Another son."
Pierce froze ad turned, piecing everything together. "Dad, pick up your gun and hold it to your temple," he commanded.
"No," his dad said.
"I have proof you raped some of your colleagues' wives," Pierce threatened.
His father swallowed and did as he was told.
"Now shoot," Pierce commanded. His father hesitated. "Shoot!" Pierce shouted. His father jumped and pulled the trigger, then fell to the floor.

Swallowing and realizing what he'd done, Pierce turned and called an ambulance, then Nico.

Pierce sat just outside the mansion, inside the gates, as police and doctors swarmed the place. It had been ruled a suicide, but the press wanted to know why.

The butler stopped Nico. "Are you Nico for Mr. Pierce?" he asked in a gravely voice with a British accent.

The butler pointed towards Pierce, who was sitting on a stone bench with an orange blanket over his shoulders.

Pierce stood up and looked around. "Well, what else happens when and government official commits suicide?"

He grabbed him by the arm and dragged him into an area where no one else was. "I used blackmail to get him to hold the gun up to his head and made him jump and pull the trigger," he explained, crushing the can in his hand.

"Why do you think? Pandora must have told you," Pierce growled. "I've been planning his death for most of my life and I just now got a good reason to go through with it."

Pierce sat down with a huff. "At least I'll have enough money to get a good house."

"What else could I be thinking about? I just got mad at my dad and forced him to commit suicide, all because he got my breeder, who I sincerely care for, pregnant!" he hissed, trying to keep his voice down.

"I'm sorry, okay? I just don't want my father anywhere near her or Ezekiel."

Pierce sighed and laid his head back. "Now I have all this money. What can I... oh! Nico, if I gave you, say... three thousand bucks to get her, would you?"

He shrugged. "Don't ask me. I don't know what you think. Anyway, I'll arrange for her to be let out early so you two can get together."

The butler walked over. "Sir, they have left. Shall I get you anything?" he asked.

Pierce sighed and waved his hand. "No. Thanks, Fredrickson. I'll be in in a bit," he answered.

Pierce sighed. "Don't tell Pandora anything. Let her think that my dad just... died and that I know nothing. Okay?"

He shrugged. "Carry on with life, after I plan my dad's funeral. Get the two-family house as planned, but I'll also probably get a better one than I could have before.

((Ooooo. Yeah!))

He sighed. "Back to Pandora? I need to change first, though."

Pierce nodded and waved, walking around to the door.

He was stopped by reporters and policemen and other people. "I know nothing yet," he said, holding his hands up in surrender and backing up. He looked around for help as they closed in on his, blocking his path to the door.

He caught her, his butler directing them somewhere else. "You okay?"

((Okay))

Pierce looked her over. "You sure?"

"Good. Sorry about the chaos. My dad just kicked the can."

He gave her a charming smile. "Tea? Hot chocolate? Other drinks?" he offered.

He opened the door and led her to the kitchen. He pulled one out and handed it to her.

"Pierce," he told her. "So, you're the first person here who's not here to ask questions."

He smiled. "You busy tonight?" he asked.

"Want to have dinner with me?" he asked.

He smiled. "Good. Seven o'clock sound good? Where should I pick you up?"

He grinned. "Sweet."

He nodded. "I have to go back to work."

Pierce walked her out. "See ya."

He finished getting ready, then left for the Breeding Center.

Pierce drove up and parked. "Right here."

Pandora looked at the house, "wow.."

"Yeah..." he sighed. It looked intimidating, that was obvious.

Pain hit her, "when are you going on that date...?"

He looked away. "Seven," he whispered. She shouldn't be bothered by it. Right? She was married...

Pandora nodded sadly and got out of the car, having nothing to say. She got her stuff and lugged it inside.

He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He ran ahead and let her in. A large entrance hallway greeted them.

She huffed, walking in without thanking him. She struggled with carrying her things up the steps.

Fredrickson, the butler, came and took her bags from her.

Pierce nodded and left.

Pandora sighed, where was he going!? She fallowed the butler to her new room, "thanks.." She walked in and sat on her bed, "what happened to the three of is living together..?" She mumbled.

The butler knocked. "Mister Pierce wishes to talk to you," he said.

She sighed and got up and went to the door and looked at the butler, "why should I talk to him!?"

The old man looked startled. "Um..."

She rolled her eyes, "where is he?"

"Living room. Down the steps to the main hall, on your left."

Pandora nodded and fallowed the instructions. She found him and crossed her arms over her chest, "you can't even come to get me yourself!?"

He looked up from his computer. "Sorry. Not used to calling people over in the house without him."

She sighed, "whatever. What do you want?"