A Friend For The Insane

Chapter one: Please, Don't Leave Me alone

The sky was a dark black. Few stars lit the night, as the lights of the city below outshone them. In the city -otherwise known as Cyber City- cars drove past billboards and buildings with flashing lights. People talked. Things were being sold, yet behind all the colors and happy smiles, there were the dark and dreary alleyways, lit up by only a few shades of light. At the end of one such particular alleyway, a cloaked figure lay down to rest, their legs sore from walking from place to place. The cloak that was wrapped around them shifted and turned so that the person was fully covered by it. The hood of the cloak fell, revealing a somber and tired face of a girl. For this girl, had no name, she was just a lonely girl. A street rat if you will. Atop her head was an unkempt mop of dark hair, it's color unknown in the dark of the alleyway. She let her head fall back onto the brick behind her, and let out a breath which quickly turned into a mist. This night would be another cold one-not like it got any warmer here in the dark world, but still-. Her teal eyes fell closed as she dozed off into a light slumber.

The girl was abruptly awoken by the sound of a dumpster lid knocking hard against brick. The girl then heard rustling and a puppet head poked out of the trash, it's porcelain hands outstretched.

"HEY EVERY ! IT'S ME, EVERYBODY'S FAVORITE [[number1 rated salesman1997]] Spamt—SPAMTON G. SPAMTON!"

He was quickly ignored after that.

Until-that is- he jumped out of the dumpster, had shouted "LIGHT NER" and ran over in front of the girl.

Her tired eyes glared at him, her patience for the night thoroughly ran dry.

"HE-HEY HEY HEY, LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE [[all alone on a late night]], ALL YOUR FRIENDS [[abandoned you for the slime]] YOU-"

"Please, shut up"

The puppet blinked, yet his unnatural smile stayed.

"If you couldn't tell, sir, I'm trying to sleep" the girl didn't care if she hurt this puppet's feelings, honestly she could care less. Why did something always interrupt her while she tried so desperately to get some shut eye.

He just continued to stare at her, it started to get a bit unnerving.

"Right, guess that's not going to happen" she sighed, stood up, wrapped the cloak around her and put the hood up over her face. "I suppose I'll have to find another place to sleep. A shame really, it was quiet here, all good things must come to an end though" and with that, she turned towards the opening and headed towards the lights of Cyber City.

She didn't get very far.

A small porcelain hand grasped at her ankle and behind her she heard static: different commercial ads trying to play simultaneously. When she turned, she saw the puppet's-or Spamton G. Spamton's- hand around her ankle, his smile replaced with a frightened frown and his once yellow and pink shades filled to the brim with a static texture. If she thought he was unnerving before she had truly underestimated just how freaky he could get.

His hand had let go and he backed away, his shades returned to normal along with his smile, yet there was a lingering disappointment, or perhaps it was fear? Whatever it was, it lingered in his gaze and struck a chord for the girl.

To her, the look meant one thing: 'don't leave me alone, please'. With that, she turned on her heel. She knew the sorrows and fear of being alone, she knew it better than most, she also knew what it could do to a person, she was in that position before and she had someone that helped her out. Having forgotten about how annoyed she was she looked at Spamton G. Spamton passed the shades and into his eyes. She stayed like that until she moved to lean against the brick wall again.

She could still feel his gaze on her, but all was silent

Eventually she heard and felt the puppet lean against her side, she didn't offer him the warmth of the cloak for her eyes had closed before she even thought to. The last thought that crossed her mind before sleep encased her was one of reassurance that everything would be ok.