"Maybe if this works we can get some money for another pizza. Let's go, I know where I can check it out," Suxes pockets the disk and leads the way
However, ignorantly, Kevin wasn't ready to leave his object behind. He picked it up and followed behind Suxes.
Looking behind, Kevin was very serious with the scrap computer in his hands. "Damn!" He shook his head speechlessly.
"Trust me when I say there're plenty in a more better version than this one you have!" In a friendly approach Suxes stated as they walked along but Kevin could not let go off his.
As they were on their way to the scrapyard, "My father's name is Sean Moore and I'm here to find him", Kevin told Suxes, "if you can help me find him I will be grateful."
Suddenly, Suxes stopped walking. He turned and looked at Kevin from head to toe. "For how long have you been hungry?" He asked him.
"For three moons and three suns," he replied.
"Hmm, I think now I understand why you're like this." As a city born, Suxes began to doubt Kevin's mental health.
However, Kevin had nothing wrong with him mentally. What Suxes didn't know yet was Kevin's true identity.
"So, are you going to help me find my father?" Once again Kevin asked on a serious note.
Suxes never wanted to open up to Kevin what he thought of him. He knew it would sound like an insult to him. Intelligently, he chose to go slow with words.
"How do you mean?" Suxes asked.
"When we get to where they're many objects, can you help me find my father? His name is Sean Moore!"
"Hahaha! Am sorry to laugh but that's kinda funny. Your father can't be found in a scrapyard!"
"Then where can I find him?"
"Stop it man..., I know sometimes too much hunger drives people crazy!" On the verge of anger, Suxes stated.
"Am not crazy. I want to find my father and see if I can convince him to come with me back home to my mother," Kevin cried out loud.
"One more thing; what you're holding is called a computer. Secondly, its not for this generation and third, stop deceiving yourself. You're just a shabby hobo who needs as much help as I also need. Understand that!" Suxes became a little tough on Kevin.
"You're not like other humans that's why I trust you," humbly, Kevin told him.
"Of course I know.... and that's why I've been on the streets homeless for three years and no one can employ me!"
Allover a sudden, Suxes became emotionally captured by sad memories which turned his eyes redish yellow. Kevin wondered what he had said that got Suxes into an abrupt distress.
Sorrowfully, Suxes turned behind and looked at Kevin. He fixed his gaze at him and said, "I am fourty year old now and I don't even have a proper place to stay. All my life was taken away from me. But you're lucky age is still on your side, you have a lot more time to fix what went wrong than I do."
A tear dropped out of Suxes' eye.
Kindhearted, Kevin got touched by Suxes' sadness. He never wished to reveal his true identity to anyone but at this moment he had no choice except to trust Suxes with part of his story.
Kevin: "My mother is in the sea waiting for me to return.
Suxes: "What is your mama doing in the sea? Is she a pirate or something?"
Kevin: "The sea is our world."
Suxes: "Anyway, if that's your divine inspiration, I have no problem with it. But make sure you don't tell it to anyone... or else, you'll end up in a psychiatric hospital."
Kevin: "What's a psychiatric hospital?"
Suxes: "Do you smoke weed?! Uh.... anyway, never mind."
Kevin: "And what is weed?"
Suxes, stared at Kevin Moore like; "What the hell is wrong with this guy to play like this!?" At the back of his mind. A smile quirked corners of his mouth as he shook his head speechlessly.
"This object right here, is all my mother gave me that my father left behind when he left," Kevin tried hard to clarify and convince Suxes, but all in vein.
Suxes stayed silent and led the way until they reached an area with very many types of abandoned machinery including a heap of abandoned computers.
"This is the scrapyard I told you about where worn-out objects are dumped. Don't tell me you've never seen this before", Suxes argued.
"So, now that we're at the scrapyard, why dont you dump your imaginary father's computer?" Still in doubt about Kevin's mental health, Suxes spoke.
Of course, when Kevin saw very many objects similar to his, dumped useless everywhere on the ground, his moral for retaining the one his mother gave to him faded. Hesitantly, he dumped it there and then into the ones at the yard. He began to accept and believe Suxes as a friend in his heart.
"It's only this hard disk that is important", Suxes told Kevin.
"What's that?" Kevin asked eagerly.
"It's a hard disk. If it still works, maybe we can get some money out of it for a good lunch box tomorrow!"
"Money! What's money?" As a neanderthal, Kevin still had no idea what money was!
In his talkative ways, Suxes asked Kevin if he has ever had a girlfriend in his life and Kevin said no.
"But I met a girl called Pinky three moons and three suns ago, I feel she is my girlfriend," he replied.
"Alright. Now," Suxes advised, "make sure when you meet Pinky again you have money because you will need money to buy her flowers, take her on a dinner date, buy a few gifts and maybe a wedding ring when that time comes. It's money that makes the world go round."
Kevin: "Do you have money?"
Suxes: "Are you crazy? Seeing me dressed in rugs, eating in garbage and no roof over my head! I've confirmed something wrong with you."
Suxes, a dirty homeless had no where to check the life of a hard disk. As an intelligent city born, from hundreds of dumped written off computers in a scrap yard, he searched for computers which were compatible with the hard disk and landed on a better one.
Not far from the scrapyard was an abandoned motor home. Here Suxes brought Kevin and opened the door for him to get inside,