Season 2, Episode 7: Meeting the Parents.

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(french voice: one week later)

after no signs of where grigor went when he ran away with the JCJenson lightsaber, everyone with ties to Aiden are still searching fo grigor, which is starting to make them think he might've been kidnapped or something

right now, we see Mr & Mrs. Jones (Aiden's parents) walk through the doors as they're entering a local bar pub, of which they decided to go to clear their minds from the recent events that happened, including the one where grigor showed up on aiden's front lawn

Waiter: how can i help you, today?

he asked

Mr. Jones: table for two, please.

he said

Waiter: right this way.

he said as he led the jones couple to their table, which had water glasses, menus, condiments & seasoning shakers waiting to be used as the jones couple sat down

Waiter: i'll be right back in a few.

he said as he left, then Mrs. Jones noticed a young man sitting in one of the booths near the jones couple as he was resting his head on the table, wearing a black coat, sunglasses, & black gloves....he's also holding a root beer in one of his hands

Mrs. Jones: honey, how old does that young man look to you?

she asked as she pointed at him and her husband turned around and sees him with squinted eyes

Mr. jones: my honest answer, too young to be drinking his pain & suffering away.

he said while looking at him

Mrs. Jones: but why is he wearing sunglasses, gloves & a coat indoors?

she asked as her husband shrugged his shoulders with a ''i don't know'' look on his face

Mrs. Jones: (sigh) i'm gonna go check on him.

she said as she got up from her seat and walked towards the guy, who immediately notices her walking towards him

???: can i help you?

he asked, who sounded like he's depressed

Mrs. Jones: are you ok?

She asked

???: no, i haven't been ok for a long time....i just want to be left alone and as for why i'm wearing sunglasses, it's to hide my face.

he said with barely any emotion whatsoever. but Mrs. Jones decide to take his sunglasses off, revealing a normal right eye and a left half of a drone visor, which made her realize that this young lad is Grigor Bersk, because aiden gave his parents a description on what he looks like and Grigor obviously matches said description

Mrs. Jones: are you Grigor Bersk?

she asked with widened eyes

Grigor: (sigh) the one and only.

he answered her question

Mrs. Jones: where have you been?

she asked as Grigor sighed again

Grigor: long story short, i had a mental breakdown from a nightmare, i woke up in a jail cell two days later after i ran around the city and collapsed in exhaustion, i then went up to the tallest skyscraper to commit suicide, but i was stopped when the sun rose and a security guard stopped me from falling to my death, he took me to the skyscraper's lobby to leave and here i am meeting you.

he explained as Mrs. Jones covered her mouth after hearing the explanation, then had an idea

Mrs. Jones: come on and put the drink down, there's still hope.

Grigor: But i literally lost everything, and i don't think that there's anyway to send me back to my universe.

he said with a tear in his right human eye

Mrs. Jones: then we'll find a way, just come with me and my husband, you can sleep at our house and then you can see our son again, he might know a way to get you back home.

she said as Grigor groaned

Grigor: fine. let's go.

he said as he and Mrs. Jones made it to her and Mr. Jones' table, he intro'd himself to aiden's dad, talked for a bit, then left the pub as he entered Mr & Mrs. Jones's car and drove off to their home

Luckily the car had a DVD Player for Grigor to watch movies on until he fell asleep, then as they made it to the Jone's residence, aiden's parents picked up grigor and brought him inside, then to the guest bedroom and tucked him in, which made Grigor smile lightly, due to him feel cared for the first time since...well, before he was banished to copper 9 back in his universe

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