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Chapter 5
I dreaded what was about to happen as the cop-bots led us towards the BenBow Inn. I wasn't anxious so much about me, but about Jim. Surely his mother would not take this lightly.
When we arrived at the BenBow Inn, the cop-bots pushed the door open and stood with Jim and me between them.
"Mrs. Hawkins," one of them said, prompting her attention.
Mrs. Hawkins had been holding dishes and dropped them to the floor upon seeing us, causing them to shatter.
"Jim!" she gasped.
"Okay, thanks for the lift, guys," Jim said, pushing the cop-bot's hand off his shoulder and taking a step forward.
I stayed where I was, thinking it unwise to move before the enormous cop-bot released me from his custody.
"Not so fast!" the cop-bot yelled, pulling Jim back. "We apprehended your son operating a solar vehicle in a restricted area. Moving violation 9-0-4, section fifteen, paragraph… um…"
"Six," Jim muttered. Shocked, I looked up at him.
This has happened before? I thought to myself. Why don't I remember?
"Thank you," the cop-bot said.
"Don't mention it," Jim answered.
"Jim!" Mrs. Hawkins scolded.
"Also, this girl," he said, placing his other hand on my shoulder, "was riding with him with no restraints, which is a severe safety violation. She could have been seriously injured on his watch. As this is her first offense, we are letting her off with a warning," the cop-bot finished, letting go of my shoulders and letting me walk towards Mrs. Hawkins. I avoided her gaze, though I had a feeling she wasn't looking at me anyways.
"As you are aware, ma'am, this constitutes a violation of his probation," the cop-bot continued.
"Yes, yes. No, I understand. Um, but could we just…" Mrs. Hawkins started.
"Um, ahem, pardon me," a dog-like alien wearing spectacles stepped up and interrupted. "Officers, if I might, uh, interject here. I am the noted astrophysicist Dr. Delbert Doppler. Perhaps you've heard of me? ... No? Uh, I have a clipping."
"Are you the boy's father?" the robot asked.
"Oh! Good heavens, no!" Dr. Doppler hastily replied.
"Oh, no. Eww. He's just an old friend of the family," Mrs. Hawkins answered.
Delbert gave her a look for the 'Eww' statement. I stood there watching the scene curiously.
"Back off, sir!" both robots yelled, causing Delbert to cower in fear.
"Thank you, Delbert. I will take it from here," Mrs. Hawkins said.
"Well, Sarah, if you insist. Don't ever let me do that again," Delbert answered, whispering the last part.
"Due to repeated violations of statute 15-C, we have impounded his vehicle. Any more slip-ups will result in a one-way ticket to Juvenile Hall," one cop-bot said.
"Kiddie hoosegow," the other added.
"The slammer."
They pushed Jim forward and his mother grabbed him by the arm.
"Thank you, officers. It won't happen again," she answered.
"We see his type all the time, ma'am. Wrong choices, dead enders… losers."
Jim head shot up and he glared at the robots.
One of the cop-bots turned to me and said, "It's a shame you got caught up with the likes of him. I suggest leaving and finding a better crowd to associate yourself with."
I looked down at my shoes, not wanting to see the reaction on Jim's face to this comment.
"You take care now," one of them said in a friendly tone, his metal hat lifting off his shiny metal head.
"Let's motor," the other said.
With that, both of the cop-bots left, closing the door behind them. The restaurant was utterly silent for a moment before all the customers started talking again, pretending they hadn't heard a word of what just occurred. I felt my cheeks grow hot in embarrassment.
"Jim, I have had it. Do you want to go to Juvenile Hall? Is that it?" Mrs. Hawkins sternly asked.
Jim turned away in shame. He grabbed a bin for the dirty plates while I stood there, not really sure what to do.
"Raphaelle, why don't you go upstairs for a little while," Mrs. Hawkins suggested, smiling at me, though her face looked tired and weary.
I nodded and headed towards the stairs near the kitchen. But instead of going up the stairs, I hid behind the door and listened to the rest of the conversation.
"Jim," Mrs. Hawkins whispered. "Look at me. It's been hard enough keeping this place afloat by myself without you going-"
"Mom, it's no big deal. There was nobody around," Jim answered, shrugging his shoulders. "Those cops just won't get off my-"
Mrs. Hawkins gave him a look that stopped him dead in his tracks. She clearly didn't want to hear it.
"Forget it," Jim muttered.
He turned back to the table, picking up the dishes and putting them in the bin.
"Mrs. Hawkins! My juice!" one of the customers called, shaking her glass in the air from one tentacle.
"Yes, I'll be right there, Mrs. Dunwiddie," Mrs. Hawkins called. "Jim, I just don't want to see you throw away your entire future."
With that, she walked away while Jim went into the kitchen with the dirty dishes.
"Yeah, what future?" Jim muttered.
I quickly headed up the stairs to my room, not wanting Mrs. Hawkins or Jim to know I had eavesdropped on their conversation.
I dreaded what was about to happen as the cop-bots led us towards the BenBow Inn. I wasn't anxious so much about me, but about Jim. Surely his mother would not take this lightly.
When we arrived at the BenBow Inn, the cop-bots pushed the door open and stood with Jim and me between them.
"Mrs. Hawkins," one of them said, prompting her attention.
Mrs. Hawkins had been holding dishes and dropped them to the floor upon seeing us, causing them to shatter.
"Jim!" she gasped.
"Okay, thanks for the lift, guys," Jim said, pushing the cop-bot's hand off his shoulder and taking a step forward.
I stayed where I was, thinking it unwise to move before the enormous cop-bot released me from his custody.
"Not so fast!" the cop-bot yelled, pulling Jim back. "We apprehended your son operating a solar vehicle in a restricted area. Moving violation 9-0-4, section fifteen, paragraph… um…"
"Six," Jim muttered. Shocked, I looked up at him.
This has happened before? I thought to myself. Why don't I remember?
"Thank you," the cop-bot said.
"Don't mention it," Jim answered.
"Jim!" Mrs. Hawkins scolded.
"Also, this girl," he said, placing his other hand on my shoulder, "was riding with him with no restraints, which is a severe safety violation. She could have been seriously injured on his watch. As this is her first offense, we are letting her off with a warning," the cop-bot finished, letting go of my shoulders and letting me walk towards Mrs. Hawkins. I avoided her gaze, though I had a feeling she wasn't looking at me anyways.
"As you are aware, ma'am, this constitutes a violation of his probation," the cop-bot continued.
"Yes, yes. No, I understand. Um, but could we just…" Mrs. Hawkins started.
"Um, ahem, pardon me," a dog-like alien wearing spectacles stepped up and interrupted. "Officers, if I might, uh, interject here. I am the noted astrophysicist Dr. Delbert Doppler. Perhaps you've heard of me? ... No? Uh, I have a clipping."
"Are you the boy's father?" the robot asked.
"Oh! Good heavens, no!" Dr. Doppler hastily replied.
"Oh, no. Eww. He's just an old friend of the family," Mrs. Hawkins answered.
Delbert gave her a look for the 'Eww' statement. I stood there watching the scene curiously.
"Back off, sir!" both robots yelled, causing Delbert to cower in fear.
"Thank you, Delbert. I will take it from here," Mrs. Hawkins said.
"Well, Sarah, if you insist. Don't ever let me do that again," Delbert answered, whispering the last part.
"Due to repeated violations of statute 15-C, we have impounded his vehicle. Any more slip-ups will result in a one-way ticket to Juvenile Hall," one cop-bot said.
"Kiddie hoosegow," the other added.
"The slammer."
They pushed Jim forward and his mother grabbed him by the arm.
"Thank you, officers. It won't happen again," she answered.
"We see his type all the time, ma'am. Wrong choices, dead enders… losers."
Jim head shot up and he glared at the robots.
One of the cop-bots turned to me and said, "It's a shame you got caught up with the likes of him. I suggest leaving and finding a better crowd to associate yourself with."
I looked down at my shoes, not wanting to see the reaction on Jim's face to this comment.
"You take care now," one of them said in a friendly tone, his metal hat lifting off his shiny metal head.
"Let's motor," the other said.
With that, both of the cop-bots left, closing the door behind them. The restaurant was utterly silent for a moment before all the customers started talking again, pretending they hadn't heard a word of what just occurred. I felt my cheeks grow hot in embarrassment.
"Jim, I have had it. Do you want to go to Juvenile Hall? Is that it?" Mrs. Hawkins sternly asked.
Jim turned away in shame. He grabbed a bin for the dirty plates while I stood there, not really sure what to do.
"Raphaelle, why don't you go upstairs for a little while," Mrs. Hawkins suggested, smiling at me, though her face looked tired and weary.
I nodded and headed towards the stairs near the kitchen. But instead of going up the stairs, I hid behind the door and listened to the rest of the conversation.
"Jim," Mrs. Hawkins whispered. "Look at me. It's been hard enough keeping this place afloat by myself without you going-"
"Mom, it's no big deal. There was nobody around," Jim answered, shrugging his shoulders. "Those cops just won't get off my-"
Mrs. Hawkins gave him a look that stopped him dead in his tracks. She clearly didn't want to hear it.
"Forget it," Jim muttered.
He turned back to the table, picking up the dishes and putting them in the bin.
"Mrs. Hawkins! My juice!" one of the customers called, shaking her glass in the air from one tentacle.
"Yes, I'll be right there, Mrs. Dunwiddie," Mrs. Hawkins called. "Jim, I just don't want to see you throw away your entire future."
With that, she walked away while Jim went into the kitchen with the dirty dishes.
"Yeah, what future?" Jim muttered.
I quickly headed up the stairs to my room, not wanting Mrs. Hawkins or Jim to know I had eavesdropped on their conversation.
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I caught two things in this chapter:
First off, in the second paragraph you don’t necessarily need to say “in between”, I think just saying “between” is good enough.
Also toward the end (I was too lazy to count which paragraph it is so I copy/pasted part of it) “’Raphaelle, why don't you go upstairs for a little,’ Mrs. Hawkins suggested, smiling at me...” I think you meant “’why don’t you go upstairs for a little while,’”.
Otherwise I didn’t catch any else.