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Rouge is returning tomorrow.

I'm going to talk to Eclipse and ask him if I should tell her about my concerns: That I wonder if my physical status affects our friendship. I'm sure that he will tell me to ask her, and I'm nervous about doing so. I know we're friends, close friends, but I would feel awkward telling her about my feelings. I mean, admitting a foolish insecurity like this? I've always been above such things.

I can't help feeling curious about what she would say, though. Is she more bothered by my creation status than she lets on, or is she truly ambivalent about it? The fact I don't know is its own type of torture, but is it worse if I find out? I just can't stand not knowing, now that I've been honest about my concerns. But how to ask?

Rouge is one of my only friends, and I don't want to make her feel uncomfortable or offend her. Is it normal that I'm so worried about such a simple question? I mean, I'm as far from normal as life will allow, but am I being unnecessarily worrisome? Probably. Let me think about it for a moment...

I'm asking her. I'm going to ask her if she treats me differently than she would if I was normal, or closer to normal. I do hope she says that she thinks of me equally...

Did I tell you yet about the scuffle in G.U.N. today? No, I didn't. Well, these two hot-headed guys were having a go at each other in the cafeteria today. It started in the most stupid way imaginable; one of them had just dropped a drink container, and the other slipped on it. They then took turns blaming the other for the mishap, until the words devolved into fisticuffs. Soon they were rolling around on the floor like idiots, with several others attempting to pull them apart. Eclipse was stunned, Rouge was amused, Topaz was aghast, and I was laughing my head off. I mean, to see two humans rolling around on the floor like morons over an argument? And these are the same people who have the audacity to call me a lesser person? Ha!

I can't even count how many strange looks I got; not so much because I was laughing at a fight, but more because I was laughing (I almost never laugh). Let me tell you, by the time I was laughing deeply, I had scared the wits out of the two fellas fighting. They looked at me like I was plotting murder, and one even jumped up and shakily asked, "What're you laughing at?" This, of course, made me laugh harder. At any rate, I successfully broke up the fight with my antics.

I'm sure that my outburst will be legend by tomorrow, and I can't wait to see the faces of people as they try to discreetly escape my presence. There's nothing more hilarious than seeing everyone on the elevator getting off at one floor, only to show up in another while I wait for Rouge or Eclipse to show up. Eclipse is often with me, which is another guarantee most of the day will be spent with little social interaction.

Well, that's enough story time, Diary. Until next time.

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