Post by Kasatsu on Aug 21, 2008 22:09:25 GMT -5
So Kari and I were talking about the character June (Conway's 'insane' sister.) From that this cute little fic resulted. <3 Hope you enjoy! X3
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“Come here, Dia! I have something to tell you.” She grasped the stuffed animal wolf gently in her jaws before padding over to her bed. After settling herself down she released her so that she lay on her front paws. Dia was her best friend, though she was /real/ at the same time she wasn’t. This is what the doctors should mean when they told her over and over that her brother wasn’t real. She rolled her eyes at the thought.
“So Dia, what is the definition of insane?” She asked the stuffed animal. Every night she taught Dia her lessons, after all /someone/ else around here needed to be just as smart as she was. Otherwise things would get boring extremely quickly and the People here got mad at her when that happened. It wasn’t /her/ fault.
She tilted her head to the side, as if she was listening to the something that the plushy was telling her. “That is very close, Dia, but not quite. The definition of insane is, to be mentally disordered: exhibiting insanity. And insanity is, a deranged state of the mind usually occurring as a specific disorder, such as that of as schizophrenia. Therefore!” she continued excitedly, “these silly doctors do not know of what they speak.”
She gave the wolf plushy a fond lick before nodding her head once. “You agree, don’t you? There is /nothing/ wrong with me. Honestly, I bet their only selfish goal is to keep me from my brother. I don’t know why my Uncle doesn’t tell them off for their foolishness. He /knows/ after all. I bet they would listen to him.” She gave a small pout at the idea that all of this could be solved if her Uncle just spoke up for her.
“Oh! He was here the other day! Did you know that? That dear man, I know that he tries to come as often as he can, and honestly I appreciate his visits. It helps to ease some of the drabness here. Oh, I didn’t mean it like that. You are my best friend, you know that. But sometimes I wonder . . . No one really else really understands me . . . well I suppose he doesn’t really either, but he does get it more then the others.”
She was silent for another moment before tilting her head to the other side, her ear perked up at attention. “What’s that? Oh I remember that.” She giggled for a moment before continuing, “I bet that silly nurse won’t be coming around this hall again anytime soon.” She gave a grin, curling her lip some. If she had seen the image of what she had just done she would have gone into one of those ‘episode’ the doctors and nurses referred to so often. “Such an imprudent woman. I mean, honestly, she should know that you don’t do that to the ferret in 2D-E. She should know better, otherwise she doesn’t deserve to work here.” She gave a sage nod of her head. “Even /I/ could do a better job. I don’t know why they don’t just hire me. I know /all/ the patients here. I know every single one that is actually sick and those who aren’t. Such an idiotic thing they call this normalcy. I mean Mr. Bennet, who is here because he has a ‘Sleep terror disorder’, when in honest truth he is just a very brilliant man. He has some of the most wonderful ideas and I always enjoy any time I get to spend with the man.”
A huge yawn broke off her speech.
“I am sorry, Dia. It appears my body is in need of its nightly rest. I am sure you will forgive me won’t you? You will protect me, right? I can only trust in you, Uncle, and brother.” She lay her head down on her paws besides Dia, covering up her muzzle with the plushy. “I hope brother is alright. He promised to come back, and he will, I just wish he would make it sooner. I miss him -” she gave another yawn, her eyes fluttering down, “so much.”
She was quiet for a moment, her breath starting to even out as she slowly fell asleep. Just before she finally slipped into the darkness she mumbled, “I love you brother” as a single tear rolled down her cheek.
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Word Count: 734
((I am aware I don't get credit for this till this poor girl comes on board, if ever))
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“Come here, Dia! I have something to tell you.” She grasped the stuffed animal wolf gently in her jaws before padding over to her bed. After settling herself down she released her so that she lay on her front paws. Dia was her best friend, though she was /real/ at the same time she wasn’t. This is what the doctors should mean when they told her over and over that her brother wasn’t real. She rolled her eyes at the thought.
“So Dia, what is the definition of insane?” She asked the stuffed animal. Every night she taught Dia her lessons, after all /someone/ else around here needed to be just as smart as she was. Otherwise things would get boring extremely quickly and the People here got mad at her when that happened. It wasn’t /her/ fault.
She tilted her head to the side, as if she was listening to the something that the plushy was telling her. “That is very close, Dia, but not quite. The definition of insane is, to be mentally disordered: exhibiting insanity. And insanity is, a deranged state of the mind usually occurring as a specific disorder, such as that of as schizophrenia. Therefore!” she continued excitedly, “these silly doctors do not know of what they speak.”
She gave the wolf plushy a fond lick before nodding her head once. “You agree, don’t you? There is /nothing/ wrong with me. Honestly, I bet their only selfish goal is to keep me from my brother. I don’t know why my Uncle doesn’t tell them off for their foolishness. He /knows/ after all. I bet they would listen to him.” She gave a small pout at the idea that all of this could be solved if her Uncle just spoke up for her.
“Oh! He was here the other day! Did you know that? That dear man, I know that he tries to come as often as he can, and honestly I appreciate his visits. It helps to ease some of the drabness here. Oh, I didn’t mean it like that. You are my best friend, you know that. But sometimes I wonder . . . No one really else really understands me . . . well I suppose he doesn’t really either, but he does get it more then the others.”
She was silent for another moment before tilting her head to the other side, her ear perked up at attention. “What’s that? Oh I remember that.” She giggled for a moment before continuing, “I bet that silly nurse won’t be coming around this hall again anytime soon.” She gave a grin, curling her lip some. If she had seen the image of what she had just done she would have gone into one of those ‘episode’ the doctors and nurses referred to so often. “Such an imprudent woman. I mean, honestly, she should know that you don’t do that to the ferret in 2D-E. She should know better, otherwise she doesn’t deserve to work here.” She gave a sage nod of her head. “Even /I/ could do a better job. I don’t know why they don’t just hire me. I know /all/ the patients here. I know every single one that is actually sick and those who aren’t. Such an idiotic thing they call this normalcy. I mean Mr. Bennet, who is here because he has a ‘Sleep terror disorder’, when in honest truth he is just a very brilliant man. He has some of the most wonderful ideas and I always enjoy any time I get to spend with the man.”
A huge yawn broke off her speech.
“I am sorry, Dia. It appears my body is in need of its nightly rest. I am sure you will forgive me won’t you? You will protect me, right? I can only trust in you, Uncle, and brother.” She lay her head down on her paws besides Dia, covering up her muzzle with the plushy. “I hope brother is alright. He promised to come back, and he will, I just wish he would make it sooner. I miss him -” she gave another yawn, her eyes fluttering down, “so much.”
She was quiet for a moment, her breath starting to even out as she slowly fell asleep. Just before she finally slipped into the darkness she mumbled, “I love you brother” as a single tear rolled down her cheek.
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Word Count: 734
((I am aware I don't get credit for this till this poor girl comes on board, if ever))
