Insanity

A Small Problem

I got out of my bed and walked out of my room. It was around 5 pm so it was about time to make dinner. Or maybe I should make a late dinner... I'll ask Coke.

I walked into the living room and saw Coke had fallen asleep. I smiled. Looking at her, I noticed her bandages were coming loose a bit. They were slowly unraveling themselves.

"May as well rewrap them." I'd say to myself. "Coke, wake up." I'd whisper.

She grunted and pulled the blankets closer to her, still asleep.

"Coke..?" I'd grab her shoulder and shook her softly.

She grunted again. Still asleep.

I sighed and stood up. I'll try to wake her later.

I got up and walked into the kitchen. May as well start dinner. I'll make ramen. It's a soup... right?

I grabbed two ramen packets and poured water into a pot to boil. I walked off.

Creak.

I looked back towards the living room. Coke was still on the couch. But someone who seemed like a devil with a red sweater was walking towards her with a knife. The door was open. I sighed, grabbing a pistol from on top of the fridge and walked out.

"Howdy, Victor! Been a while." I'd say, pointing the gun at him.

"Pepper." He nodded.

Victor is a little devil guy who normally wears a red sweater with black jeans. He has yellow eyes and pale red skin along with a little tail. Victor is around 24 years old.

"You didn't sneak. I heard you. Leave." I'd say, smiling.

"Not yet." He'd say, dropping his knife and raising his hands in the air. "Can I stay for dinner? I kind of.. heh- got my house burnt down." Victor said.

"Oh, sure. Close and lock the door, kick your knife towards me." I'd say, dropping the gun.

Victor nodded and kicked the knife to me, closing and locking the door.

"So, how's the family?" I'd ask, walking back to the kitchen.

"You know.. dead. All but me!" He'd laugh.

"Sorry to hear." I'd say, reaching for another ramen packet.

The water was boiling so I out one of the ramen packets in. The noodles started to cook.

"How do you feel about ramen?" I'd ask, looking into the living room.

"Sure!" Victor said, sitting on the other side of the couch. "How's Coke doing? Heard she was in an accident." He'd say, looking at her.

"I hope she's doing better. Not really sure." I'd respond.

"Oh, her bindings are coming loose. Want me to rewrap them?" He'd say, looking at me.

"Go ahead. No funny business." I'd laugh, going back to the pot.

"Hey, has Coke always had these?" Victor asked.

"Had what?" I'd ask, peeking me head out of the kitchen.

"C'mere."

I walked to the couch.

"Has she always had these weird plugs?" Victor asked.

I covered my mouth a bit, my eyes widening.

"Uh- no-" I'd say.

"Hm.. well. Alright then." Victor shrugged and started rewrapping the bandages onto Coke.

I walked back to the kitchen. I'll talk to Coke about that later.

I picked up all three ramen bowls. One in each hand and one on my arm. Carefully walking to the living room, I set all of them down on to the coffee table. I'd put my hands on my hips and smiled.

"Here ya go, Victor." I'd say, smiling.

Victor eyes the ramen and gently leaned Coke back on the couch. He would then quickly grab the bowl and fork and start eating. I sat down in the couch next to him and picked up my bowl. Slowly starting to eat it.

I heard a small yawn and looked over at Coke. She was rubbing her eyes.

"Morning sleepy head. Well- afternoon." I'd say.

"What... what smells good..?" She'd say, lifting herself up slightly.

"Pepper made ramen." Victor would say, continuing to eat.

"It's soft and a soup. Not solid. You should be able to eat it." I'd say, eating some of the noodles in my bowl.

Coke sat up and yawned again. She'd lean forward and picked up the ramen bowl. She'd slowly start to eat the noodles.

"It tastes great, Peps." Coke said.

She then coughed for a moment.

Coke looked at me, "Why is Victor here?"

"I didn't have anywhere else to go." He'd say, shrugging.

Coke sighed and continued to eat. She'd switch on the TV to the cartoon network again.

"Yo, Super Pig is on!" She'd say excitedly.

Victor glanced in my direction with a confused look.

"Cokes favorite cartoon." I'd smile.

Victor nodded his head.

"When does Sprite get home?" Coke asked, eyes fixed on the TV.

"Later tonight."

Coke nodded.

About an hour later Victor had to leave. He said that he needed to find a new house hopefully close by. So, he left. It was just me and Coke now. She finished her ramen. I still had some in my bowl, so I poured it into hers. She whined a bit, but she needed to regain her strength. She looks sickly.

Coke seemed satisfied after eating the last of my ramen and she slowly drifted into sleep. I wonder how many naps she's going to take in a day. I gently picked her up and carried her to my room. Setting her in the bed and wrapping her in blankets, I looked carefully. My thoughts kept on wandering to those plugs.

But I'll ask her about them later. She needs rest.