What The Luck!?

"Asher, you are officially the god of all that is luck and you have graced me with a dream." The reaction was enough to completely take Art's mind from the curry he had been so excited to make a moment ago and even away from the fact that the knives they had found were lost to him. 

"Is the place really that good? Asher shrugged Art's shoulders off. He knew that Art was an amazing cook and could make some pretty spectacular food. But hearing him praise a restaurant so much was odd. Art rarely praised any place unless it was something his grandmother cooked or Asher's mother cooked, and Asher was convinced that he only complimented his mother because she would let him have free reign of the kitchen more often when he did. 

"Yes! It has been on television. In magazines. It even has a website that details its farm to table menu of the month. I have followed the story since it showed up and thought I would only ever get to go in if I waited a year. But with this ticket, we can walk right in and get seated at a VIP table. You have to understand how amazing this is. I need a suit! We all need suits and nice shoes. We should go tonight!" Art sprinted out of the store leaving Cara and Asher with the groceries they were buying. 

"He's really excited about this. I know he just found out his family home is literally been bombed by a villain and something good to latch on to is a distraction, but I think he isn't affected at all by the negative." Cara was sure that Art had mentally prepared himself for the worst when they heard the villains were attacking. When he left the gym and received the news everyone had to watch him walk there seriously. 

"He was able to handle it because his brother has put the worst thoughts in his mind. If worse happened he was ready for it. Since he heard that his parents were fine and that his brother suffered minor injuries he is breathing a sigh of relief. His brother was set up as a hero too, so it makes sense that the family would be prepared to what the worst anytime. I also don't think that Art's brother is all that bad. Made poor decisions? Yes. Evil? No." 

"But he literally kicked Art out of his home and away from his parents. You were there for him even before I knew what was going on." Cara was sure that Asher was losing it. She just witnessed Art freak out and now her very own brother was saying ridiculous things. 

"Think about it. His brother fakes his super powers when a secret double does evo shot is being tested and proven. His brother also removes him from the family home. His parents research the very same double does evo shot and his brother is also involved somehow even though he is a super hero. Why isn't his brother out patrolling and instead partnering with researchers? Do you want to hear my theory?" 

"I think I already know what you are going to say and if it is that simple then why didn't he tell Art?" Cara had already paid for the groceries and the pair was walking home slowly to talk. They wanted to finish their conversation and have a theory ironed out before Art dragged them to a restaurant they had to dress fancy to. 

"His bother uses his super power to manipulate solid metals to help create the double dose evo shot. Think about it. Tons of shots have dangerous chemicals that are made in to safe ones to house certain inept viruses or medications. If there is a dangerous metal in them then his mother and father develop the shot and his brother used his super power to make it safer. That makes all three a target. If Art was proven to have a metal manipulating super power he could have been targeted too." 

This was a theory that Asher had on his mind for some time but seemly had been proven in the attack and what they had been told about the villain's motives. "That means that we might need to get strong er faster. We might need to take Art up on his offer and convince him to really up the security." Cara was taking things a lot more seriously now. The theory Asher had was believable and more likely than any other that anyone in the group had thought about. 

"That is why tomorrow I am going to go for my own solo work out and visit Art's brother in the hospital." Asher dropped this on Cara as if it was something casual. 

"They will never let you go. You aren't family. You aren't a hero. You have no reason to even go. Not to mention the city is pretty much on shutdown after the attack. How will you even get there? It's not possible." Cara felt that this was too much to do. They should Tell Art and go together. 

"I know it sounds like I am going against Art. But he is my best friend. He is my brother. I will go and see if things are as we think. If they are then I will come clean. If things are more dangerous and I feel like his brother is actually worst than what we believe, I will think of something else." Asher really wanted to hope for the best, however, there was the chance that he could be wrong. He did not believe that everything he knew or thought was correct and safe. The world was an unforgiving place even with his luck. 

The sigh that Cara released was long and dull. She didn't want to hide things from someone like this. To her, this was a violation of Art's relationship. But she couldn't argue with the reasoning and the possibility that Art could walk right in to something that was dangerous. At the very least, Asher had his luck and he would be able to sneak out of any trouble that might present itself. 

"I will distract him and push him to also work out by himself tomorrow then spar with me. But when you get back you need to tell me if you are going to speak with him before you even think about saying anything to anyone. Is that understood?" The tone of Cara's voice made Ashger understand that this was not a negotiable term. If he did not speak to her first then he would be forever untrusted by his own sister. 

"I agree. I will do that. Now, let's get home and put these away. We are having curry tomorrow I guess and we will have something from this restaurant red moon tonight." The two picked up their pace after coming to an agreement. 

After arriving, the pair of siblings found the bustle of their home to be much more than they expected. "Honey, get that nice tie on. The one that your father got you for your birthday a few years ago!' Their parents were yelling back and forth about what to wear and how fast they needed to get ready if they wanted to get around the closed down streets to get to the restaurant. 

"You two took years to get here! You need to get cleaned up and dressed. It takes half an hour with all the detours to get to the restaurant!" Art grabbed the bags and shoved them in to the refrigerator while Asher and Cara were forced to rush to their rooms to change. 

Asher pulled out a rarely used suit he had not put on since it had been bought for his middle school graduation. His parents had gotten it and made him wear it. Overall, it had been much too large for him at the time and he believed it would never fit properly. Yet, when he put it on, he found that the suit was a perfect fit and one could even say it was perfectly tailored. The workouts that Asher and the group had done caused all of them to develop more muscle and become more fit than they had been. Asher never noticed this too much since he was too focused on his goals. But now he was fairly muscled compared to the average person his age. 

Cara and their mother had put on matching blue dresses while Asher's father wore a pinstriped suit he always wore to the high end cases he worked as a lawyer. Art was the odd one out wearing a pitch black suit he had from many of his family's events and mandatory hero corp balls. It was his very best and showed off his physique equally as well as Ashers'.

"Alright, we are ready. Remember, we need to follow proper dining room rules. Use the utensils from the outside in. If you need help I will show you. I was taught this before I could walk." Art lead the way and no one questioned him.. The energy in the house had risen due to all the hype that Art had put on this amazing restaurant.