Locks only keep out the people who don't love you.
Draxus was at high speed but before stopping, he let go of Zane.
The bodyguard stopped easily in front of his lady but the gutterborn didn't have such luxury.
He wasn't able to stop, he didn't even know he should stop.
He only saw something brown in his way.
He destroyed it. Not by choice.
He flew for more seconds until a sofa came in his way and stopped his flight.
Though, the sofa also moved a few meters back but Zane laid on it like a dead body resting.
The people standing outside, their eyes stared at the broken door with their mouths agape.
They slowly turned their heads towards Xavier and the first Ashbearer, with a blank face, only said:
"Make yourself at home, I guess."
SMACK!
Someone got hit.
They looked.
It was Draxus.
Hena slapped him on the back of his head.
"Why were you in so hurry? He would have died."
Draxus bowed.
"Forgive me. But I was worried about you. And he himself told me to run."
Hena exhaled.
She said nothing after that and Jammy stepped forward.
"Let's go inside then."
The janitor entered the house.
People followed him.
Xavier watched them go inside.
Even the bathroom will be full now.
The man shook his head and walked inside as well.
But he saw some heads peeking.
Pesky neighbours.
Xavier waved at them.
"They are my friends. Don't mind them." He said and dashed inside his house as well before anyone could ask questions in return.
They will have a hard time accepting that I can also have friends. I don't want to deal with that.
He stretched his neck and grabbed the broken door lying at the entrance.
He tried to fix it but it was of no use.
So he simply let it stand at the entrance, for show only.
He also covered his ears as the noises were too much.
Every one present inside talked and laughed.
Various kinds of smells also floated around.
Xavier's eyeballs struggled to be at one place as the stench invaded his nose.
… I could almost recognise the food by the smell. I didn't sign up for this.
Xavier covered his nose with his arm and looked for Zane.
The man had lost because of the crowd.
As he roamed his eyes, he caught something that widened them.
"Hey! Don't touch it. That's my favorite cup!"
"What? I can't hear you."
"I said don't touch it. It is…"
"Haha. Oh shit!"
TUNK!
"...Was my favorite cup."
Xavier bit his lip.
For some reason, he began understanding the Halocrats.
But he shook his head right away.
Don't stop the rebellion because of one cup, Xavi.
Xavier calmed himself down and went towards Zane more fiercely than ever.
His house had two floors and each spot was filled with feet right now.
Heads and heads only.
The most probable reason was Zane's inactivity.
If the King was asleep, the subjects would either run the kingdom or ruin the kingdom.
Right now, it was leaning towards ruining.
"Don't step on the chair. It's for sitting!"
"Hey! Don't eat that. That's for my hair!"
"Don't lick that! It's for rats!"
Xavier plundered through everyone and finally reached the sofa where Zane laid.
Xavier's eyes lit up as he dashed towards him.
But as he took the next step…
PLUCK!
His foot landed on something.
Something gooey.
Something liquidly.
Something yellow.
Something that looked like undigested food.
And that was it.
"Who the fuck vomited in my house?"
Xavier snapped.
If the vomit was red, he would have forgiven it.
The blood would have meant Milo did it.
But this yellow stuff, not only was it gross, it was also in the middle of his house.
"Wake up, brother!" Milo shouted.
She jerked her brother left and right while Tesla protected her from crushing beneath the crowd.
Xavier's question went unnoticed and the man held his head.
People and people around him.
Too many.
They are asking for it.
Xavier closed his eyes and the next second, his fist sized up.
People around him shifted far.
Xavier made space for himself.
But his house didn't have such a Skill.
So when Xavier took the extra space and the crowd backed off from him…
THRAAM!
A whole wall of his house crumbled.
A horde of people fell out of the house and Xavier watched it with empty eyes.
He reverted his fist back to its original size.
He cleaned his leg by rubbing it on someone's clothes.
He walked to the spot of havoc and watched the remains of his lovely house.
Footsteps arrived from behind him.
Everyone made way for the man.
Only one person was there for whom the people would make way for.
Zane Atlas.
The man arrived beside Xavier, stretched his neck and said:
"What a weird way to place the wall of a house. Haha."
Xavier slowly turned his head at Zane.
Zane swallowed his laugh.
"Is… everything fine?"
"Yeah. Everything is fine. My house is in ruins. The neighbours are gathering. Someone vomited on the floor. My favorite cup is broken. Someone stood on my chair. Someone ate my hair oil. Someone licked the powder meant for the rats. But yeah, everything is fine. As fine as a cow that only gives milk when a handsome man milks it."
"... I see."
Zane was at a loss of words.
He was also responsible for Xavier's situation right now.
Did I vomit after all?
He remained silent about the vomit and placed his hand on Xavier's shoulder.
"I will take it from here."
Zane turned around.
"Those who aren't comfortable. Go outside."
People moved.
One by one.
The house began to look less congested and Zane then turned to the people sitting above the fallen wall.
"Move! Join the people outside."
They obliged.
Leaving the wall, they stood with the people who stood at the entrance of Xavier's house.
"What should I do with them?" Another voice arrived.
Everyone looked there.
It was Jammy.
But he wasn't alone.
He was holding a couple with both his hands.
On his right was a woman, and on his left was a man.
"I found them in the bedroom. They were cuddling."
Zane and Xavier saw the couple and as soon as they did, their eyes widened.
Xavier looked at Zane.
Zane gulped.
Xavier smiled.
He pointed his finger at Jammy.
"Can I kill him?"
