Snippet #1920340

"Hey!" Bento-bako shouted as the government man blabbed on about making her his guardian. Which, to him, meant something just as bad as an Orphanage. A foster home. A temporary home. Bleh. He'd have none of it. "I never said I WANTED to go with her!" Realizing what he said would be taken as rude, he gave a sheepish bow to the woman cyborg. "I mean, uh, thank you for offering...but no." He straightened back up, a look of resolve on his face. "I can take care of myself...I mean, I gotta shelter, and I can provide my own food and clothes!" And he was right, he could; however, he conveniently left the part out about living in the long run-down Anto-building and that his food and clothing came at a five dollar discount most of the time.

Looking to the people running from the capital, he asked aloud, "What's going on?"