Musings and Messages

Fictional Character?

This is about to characters i made up in my head and they're best friends. they live in another world kinda like never land. any who Izzy is from a long time ago and from another dimension and Jack is from our world today. this is a little conversation they had. enjoy!

Jack looked over to his right. the sun was setting and we probably should have gone to bed but i need to ask Izzy something.

"hey Iz?"

"yes?"

ever wondered what i'd be like to be a fictional character" i watched her expression for something. she made a face " what does fictional mean?" "it means made up, something that might not exist." "like a book character!" her ever changing eyes lit up( her iris' change shades of blue ). "EXACTLY!" i yelled. "I've always wanted to be one! or at least visit them for a short period of time!!" Izzy said excitedly. "me to!! you'd have to be careful where you went so you don't die" i cautioned. "thanks little ray of sunshine" she rolled her eyes at me. "i see what you mean though" "yeah if you chose Harry Potter or Percy Jackson you'd probably die. Hunger Games would be even worse. Divergent to." "i have no idea what those are" she informed me. "forgot," i blushed " I've showed you Disney, Anime," "Voltron" she cut in. "ummm, Pirates of the Caribbean, Star Wars, Star Wars Rebels," "pirates wasn't very realistic" Izzy interrupted (their both pirates by the way)" STOP INTERRUPTING I CAN'T THINK" Iz laughed "okay, you said i could not watch the movies based on books because that ruins them" " it does" i complained. i had made it my mission to show her all my fandoms. " i don't think that we'd have the personality to be one though.." i mused.

" what do you mean by that?" she cocked her head.

" i mean the others are super heroic. trusting their friends all the time, coming up with plans that actually work," she snorted at that. " they have their quirks, but their still..." i couldn't finish. i didn't know how to. " i know what you mean" she smiled and grabbed my hand.

"i have temper issues. i cannot stop talking. i do not always obey and show respect. i talk back a lot more than i should. my mouth gets me in trouble." i grinned at her. it was true. just this morning she had argued with the captain, giving her a week on the deck, scrubbing. i had helped her of course, but it was still a HUGE job. another downside to the wonderful life of adventure i had been given. " I don't think before i act. i do A LOT of stupid and idiotic things that put my life and those around me in danger, and if they don't they just give me trouble. i think i can do everything myself." i looked down unable to look her in the eyes. "so we are not perfect. we are still are friends. best friends. BFF's" she threw me a questioning look. I burst out laughing. I had taught her acronyms and they still sounded funny coming out of her mouth. "what is so funny?" she asked. " i think we need to work on contractions next." i managed through giggles. "right" she muttered and turned her head to look up at where the crescent moon had just arisen. "besides" i started again. " if we were fictional characters we'd have to love each other" i said, remembering all the books i had read. "ewwww" she moaned and stuck out her tongue. "bleh" i groaned and did the same. she look over at me and grinned, lifting her and to her mouth. a HUGE raspberry came out. i laughed and did the same. the rest of the night was spent blowing raspberries at the moon.