Gamer of the Dead

Book 2, Chapter 49:

Author's Note:

This is basically the same chappy but on a different point of view. This one is on Buu's POV.

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BUU's POV:

Buu remembered the days and especially the nights when her chubby little fingers reached out into the darkness, trying to find the strong guardian who held her in his strong arms or put her comfortably on his back with the bubble. He said that he would be away but he will come back, and she didn't think much of it because she is busy noticing the beautiful colors moving around him and her.

But he didn't come back. Buu waited and waited, and he didn't come back. She started crying for him, but he didn't come back, and no one held her in their arms and told her everything would be okay. Maybe he is angry with me! She thought horrified. Maybe he is mad because I cry a lot, and poop a lot and still play with the colors around me even though he said "NoH Madjeek!"

I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please come back! She cried in the darkness, but no one came back.Nana Bella is there and gives her milk sometimes, but it is not the same. For one thing, she does not understand when she asked for the color, that warm, happy color that goes in and out of her. Only the strong guardian gave her that, and now he is gone.

Maybe if I stop crying he'll come back ... and so she bravely held on to her fear of the darkness despite her lips quivering. Her fear of the lurking monster in the dark wanting to eat her is not as overwhelmingly debilitating, as the thought of not seeing the guardian ever again. And so she kept quiet all night, hoping against hope, that the guardian will come back to get her.

When the sun started to rise, Buu already made up her mind. She will grow up fast so that she can look for the guardian herself. Then she will kick him and kick him and kick! She felt the color swirl around her like a warm blanket and told the color what she wanted to happen. I want to grow up! Grow up! She felt the familiar warm sensation in her abdomen, and she closed her eyes shut as she felt herself glowing from the inside. Then it subsided, and she finally felt sleepy.

When she woke up, she scratched her buttocks, and it was very satisfying. Buu remembered that before it was a real problem because if her butt is itchy, she felt so frustrated because although she can reach it, her hands are so clumsy that she isn't able to get rid of the itch. But now it's different. She can scratch most parts of her body, and it feels really good to do so. She yawned, and with a great effort she stood up near the sofa and then slid down it. Her chubby legs were still wobbly, but she is able to walk towards the table because she knew that is where Nana Bella is staying, who is the primary source of food for her at this time.

Nana Bella gasped when she saw her and dropped the plate she is holding at the time. Buu was startled as well. "What's wrong, Nana?"

"Buu? Is that you?"

Buu giggled. "Of course, it's me! Who else?"

Nana Bella kept looking at her while holding her throat. "I... I see," She said quietly. "Of course, you are."

It took a moment but her Nana Bella regained her composure and in a time accepted her new reality. It was not easy, especially since the little baby she held just last night is suddenly talking now. We are in a magical apocalypse, things like this happens... sometimes...