Two chapters in one night. I was in the mood for getting this out there.
I should add I am not writing this as I go. It's all written, the whole fic. I ain't no superman, writing at superhuman speed... If only.
There are some obligatory Invader Zim references.
I couldn't think of a song that fit Nny this chapter, but the Blue Hump Camel from Raggedy Anne and Andy was the only one that came to mind. It scared the hell out of me as a kid. I thought he was seeing his dead family members or something, and they were asking him to come 'home', but he's only suffering from PTSD after being tossed out by the kid who owned him. I just didn't get the whole psychedelic vibe of the 70s as a 90s kid. Watch is from 9:00 for some 70s children's nostalgia. It's dark for a kid's movie, but it was a different time. Just watch Watership Down... the original.
Nny had a new friend. An actual friend who didn't come from inside his head for once.
It didn't seem real yet. He had a living, corporeal person as a friend, and bleeding ass cracks! This wasn't good. Molly, the cute little girl next door, was making him feel again.
Fuck feelings. They only bring you pain, convincing you that you can actually be happy. Just cold, empty nothingness. That was the way to be. The perfect, ultimate being...
Oh, to be as unfeeling as Mr. Samsa-a bug who still haunted Nny to this very day with his coldness.
Yet coldness aside, Nny couldn't have picked a more adorable friend. The sound of her cherubic laugh made his chest feel all fuzzy, and he wondered if he could rip his heart out without killing himself.No, he needed his aortic pump to keep beating. Ending his life now would only put a damper on his search for answers, and that just wouldn't do.
Nny still wanted to know what it all meant. What is the universe? Why are we all here? And what does happen to the light when the refrigerator door shuts?
So many questions, but little means of having them answered. Well, for now...
With his feelings out of the way, Nny could search without distraction. But it appeared that his emotions had returned with a vengeance, along with his newly acquired emotion of empathy.
Molly was a distraction, but he couldn't go back on his word now. He pinkie swore to it.
It was a binding contract, one as old as time itself. Now Nny had to be Molly's friend forever. Going back on his word would only cause the world to crumble.
For all Nny knew, their pinkie swear could be the only thing holding the delicate stitches of the universe together, and he would not put a tear in that fabric.
He liked the universe; it was his home. He may or may not have been the cause of its undoing once when he flushed all of humanity's excess shit into oblivion, and he did not want to be the reason the universe collapsed again.
At least then the universe was restored. There would be no backup disc this time. No rewind button. All gone. No more.
Nope. No going back. Now Nny had no choice but to follow through with his promise.
It could be worse. He could have been stuck with a party clown or worse... a cheerleader.
If he had to be friends for all eternity with someone, then... he was glad it was her. She was the least most aggravating person he had ever met. Quite frankly, she was charming and pleasant to be around, and Nny wasn't.
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