Chapter 38: When Charity Goes W̶r̶o̶n̶g̶ Right
"Clear!" Rubble flew high into the air, followed seconds later by chunks of giant squid, which rained upon the street.
Jack held an umbrella up, the monster bits flowing down it. "This stuff is always so gross," he muttered. The Cleanup Squad was at work once again, downtown in the Middle Zone of the city, cleaning up a giant squid that had come from space. The heroes known as the Pallet Boys had put a stop to it earlier that day.
"It's always these giant monster freaks." A worker kicked the side of the squid. Its corpse was draped over several destroyed buildings, the beast being the size of a city block and having to have charged blasts split it apart.
Jack never got a chance to respond back to the man, as a voice called out. "Larison!" Mr. Moore was an odd boss that reminded Jack a lot of his son, Armin. The man typically stayed put in the office but had come out today, waving the Squad's best worker over. "You said you needed to leave early today, right?" The man asked.
"Yeah. I have a thing planned." Jack nodded.
"Right. Well, we got some new people, and it looks like we're basically done here with the hard part. We got it from here."
"Thank you, sir." Jack went to walk past his boss but was stopped when the man put a hand on his shoulder. "Sir?"
"How's my son doing, by the way?"
"You know?"
"I know a lot of things I shouldn't." Mr Moore chuckled.
"Well, he's been doing fine. I'll keep an eye on him, though. I'm going to meet him and the others, in fact."