'Ello! I have no idea where this idea came from. Maybe it's me trying to change the world of OCs, or maybe it's just a switch up from the usual stories. As you know, drabble series can be updated whenever so there's really no pressure, but you can also make drabble series as fun and sporadic as you want because, there's no real plotline and…you can just have a blast with it. Taking requests and all. So I hope you give it a chance. It sounds weird. In all seriousness it is weird. But, ya know, it's not something to be taken serious. It's something fun.

Disclaimer: For once I own a freakin' character! Yet, again, it's kind of spoiled by the fact that it's the only character I do own. Ah, well…

Oh no. Up. Down. Left. Under. The blonde one is after me again. I just don't understand. Can't a housefly live in peace with the residents. No one else minds, and there's more than enough room.

Whoops! Almost got me with that one. Excuse me for this rushed meeting. As soon as I get under the fridge…! Ah, there. Now, to properly introduce myself.

Hi, I'm Gilbert. I, as you may have guessed, am a housefly. I've been living around a certain group of people for about nine months. Well, actually two groups of people, but I'll get back to that later.

What I know about my past is that when I was very small, a larva to be precise, I was caught in one of Verde's experiments. It was to change the DNA of a Musca domestica as he called it, so that they could live several hundred times the original lifespan. Which means that instead of living for 15 to 30 days, I get to stay around for a lot longer. Appearance-wise, I'm five millimeters long with blue eyes. Ladykiller, right?

Anyways, about my current living situation, I bounce back between the Vongola and the Varia. You know, the mafia groups. I tend to do this to avoid being noticed. I mean here the blonde one always wants to kill me, and back at the Vongola, the dynamite loving one wants to kill me. I know their names, but my memory tends to fail me at times. Short attention span and all.

Which brings me to the situation at hand. I live a pretty exciting life around these people, and well…I don't want to forget it. As much as they shout, argue, and fight, it gives a lot of definition to the life of a mutant housefly. So this morning, I came to a solution. I want to share these memories and not forget them. So, the best solution I found would be a diary.

A couple of my…roommates you could say have them; both here and in Japan. I came across a few problems. Like, I don't know how to write nor can I, and the vlogging life is impossible without a camera small enough to carry around with me. But no matter how weird and crazy it sounds, my only diary option is mental. Saying things aloud helps you remember and uh, yeah. I talk to myself.

And you (A/N: the reader)will play the part of my conscience.

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Ciao~!