Several days later, Maxine and Maxwell were eating dinner with their father.
Seemed pleasant enough. Save for the fact that Dr.Cooper had them tied to their chairs, so they wouldn't "try anything".
Maxwell was actually holding a fairly pleasant contain with their father, whereas Maxine stayed silent hoping he would just go die in a hole.
She ate her food, unlike stories she'd read where the protagonist didn't, thinking that maybe it was poisoned.
That actually seemed like a good idea at the moment, Maxine would rather have been poisoned, than with her father.
Maxine suddenly felt a sharp kick from her brother.
"Answer Dad's question," Maxwell said.
"Uh... What question?" Maxine asked, as she had been out of it for several minutes.
"When are you going to join The Society dear?" Dr. Cooper asked, folding his hands.
"Uh, I dunno.." Maxine replied, looking thoughtful, much to her brother's dismay. "how, about, NEVER!"
"You'll come soon enough." Dr. Cooper replied.
"No, I won't." Maxine said.
"Why Maxi?" Dr. Cooper asked, "afterall, you're never leaving here, might as well go along with us."
"I will not!"
"Maxi, calm down." Maxwell said, touching her shoulder.
"Don't call me Maxi!" She exclaimed.
Suddenly, despite the cords tying her torso to the chair, Maxine started sobbing, hiding her face in her arms on the table.
"Maxine..." Maxwell said, squeezing her.shoulder.
"What a weakling..." Dr. Cooper said.
"Dad! Will you kindly shut up!?" Maxwell snapped.
It took all of two seconds for Maxwell to realize what he just did, but he didn't care.
"What the hell is wrong with you Dad?!" Maxwell exclaimed, "your own children, nonetheless!"
"You will not talk to me like that young man!" Dr. Cooper exclaimed, rising from his seat.
"Were you dropped on your head as an infant!?" Maxwell asked, continuing to rub Maxine's shoulder.
Dr. Cooper walked around the table, to his son, taking ahold of the chair, and suddenly pulling it backwards to balance on two legs.
Maxwell grabbed the sides of his seat out of instinct, his breath catching in his throat.
"Now, you listen here, boy," Dr. Cooper said, grabbing Maxwell's chin, tilting his head back, causing his glasses to fall off his face, "you are never to talk back to me, and you do as you're told. Got it, Maxwell?"
Maxwell submissively nodded his head. Dr.Cooper suddenly replaced the chair, causing Maxwell's breath to catch in his throat again.
At least his father was kind enough to replace the glasses on Maxwell's face, though one lense was now completely missing.
Dr. Cooper pressed a button, and several guards walked in.
"Take them back to their room."
The guards untied Maxwell, and his sister from their chairs, pulling them to their feet, and leading them away.
"Everything will be alright, Maxine." Maxwell said, rubbing her shoulder.
"How do you know?" Maxine asked, drying her tears on her sleeve.
"Because," Maxwell replied, "watch this."
Maxwell, without warning, suddenly took the hand he was comforting Maxine with, formed it into a fist, and punched one of the guards.