The Tale of Fartman

1 - He'd Like to Come..Down Thee Stairs!

The sky was dim that day.

Not in the miserable way but in the 'its gonna storm soon' way. Which I guess to some can be miserable but they just suck so they can shut up.

The man of green looked out the window of his house. His hands perched on his hips as he observed the outside world. A place he wasn't allowed to go. He was a threat to society you see. Or at least thats what he was told. As he continued to peer out the window and watch countless people walk down the street not even noticing him looking out. Oh how he wished he could be out there but no. He was just too scared for humanity. 

The doorbell to the house rang which confused him. He didn't see anyone walk up to the door but he listened as the person who was sent to guard him and make sure he stayed anywhere but the outside world opened the door. Did I tell you he had spectacular hearing?

J.P., the man keeping an eye on him spoke "John? What- what are you doing here? How did you know I was here?" 

After that a crying sound followed "Paul broke up the band." The voice of who is assumed to be John wailed. There was some scuffling before the door made a closing sound. The crying sound didn't leave but instead moved around the house. The green man listened now intrigued. Who is this John? Who is Paul? 

The green man imagined what John looked like for a second, He imagined a guy with brown hair to his shoulders, no facial hair, those weird circle glasses that you'd see in the hippie costume section at dollar stores, light brown eyes.

"You shouldn't be here," J.P said firmly but still sympathetic, "I'm working and if my boss finds out you were here... also not to mention if you see what im doing." 

"I-I'm sorry..." John sniffled. The green man couldn't help but feel bad for this John guy. I mean clearly the band was important to him, and maybe that Paul guy too. J.P. tried to comfort John but it was to no avail. If anything John sounded like he was getting sadder by the minute. After 10 minutes of this the green man decided to ignore his brain which was telling him to obey orders, to stay away from people he knew he'd be a risk too but... He just couldn't stop himself from opening that door. He quietly treaded down the stairs continuing to listen to the two talk and John's crying intesify, and J.P's worry and annoyance fluxuate.

The green man peered out to look at them from behind a cornor. Immediately being spotted by J.P.

"Hey!" J.P's yell was a mix of terror and worry. John looked up to the man who was entirely green. His hair, his skin, his eyes (including the whites of his eyes), his nails, hell even his clothes were green! 

The green man backed away before John spoke, "Who's that?" sniffling and wiping the tears from his eyes. 

There was scilence for a second before the green man took a step back out causeing J.P to back up a bit. "Hi..." a muble escaped his mouth, not really knowing how to converse with others well.

"Hi," John just stared dumbfounded at the fact there was someone entirely green infront of him. Baffled but still trying to be nice John popped the question, "Whats with the uhhh... the green?" it seemed he completely forgot about Paul. 

"Don't talk to him!" J.P spat out unsure of who he was trying to say this too. 

John, ignoring J.P said "Whats your name?"

The green man shuffled for a second looking from the floor, to the wall, to back upstairs wishing he never came down, to J.P, and finally back at John. "Fartman.."

A/N:

OKAY! SO this is like really, really short but shhh! let me be I'll try to make the other chapters longer but for now we gyatt a super short one oki? oki. 

Love ya!

 - TNBI <3