In the back of her mind, she knew she was dreaming, but she couldn't bring herself to care.
"Shinichi! Shinichi, come back!" she called and he stopped walking but did not turn around.
She ran to catch up to him and he disappeared as she reached him, turning to black sand and being blown away on a swift breeze that stole her breath. Something had came down on her head and she collapsed.
"....poison.....untracable......guinea pig....." a voice said in broken fragments and something forced its way into her mouth and down her throat.
Then she died.
Then she came back.
Her skin was soft like a baby's and when she tried to speak, she discovered she was only able to make squeaks and grunts and coos. And cries, horrible cries that she couldn't hold in and she wailed at the cold and damp.
Then he was back; Shinichi. He picked her up, and, making soothing noises in the back of his throat carried her away.
She recognized his house more by the smell of it, dusty books, old paper, wore, beaten leather, that by the sight. His arms did not make a good vantage point and she had discovered herself to be horribly near-sighted. He wrapped her in something soft and set her in what seemed to be a box. Then he left, whispering sweet nonsense words before disappearing completely.
He was gone for a long while then. She did not cry.
She knew she was a baby, she felt it all around her. Her stomach grumbled and she realized that, not only was she hungry, she was naked as well and she wondered if she could still control her bladder and bowels or if this tiny body would not know how.
He came back then, cooing softly at her as he picked her up and he fastened a diaper around her waist and pulled a thin cloth shirt over her head before carrying her into the kitchen. He did something with his hands that she couldn't see and then something smooth and rubbery slid in between her lips and she sucked on it instinctively. A bottle.
He removed it after she began sucking air and carried her up into his room, she recognized the comforter she was laid on. He tucked her against his chest and she fell asleep, feeling helpless and not minding as long as he was there.
She woke up, gasping and checking her hands to make sure they were the proper size. When she discovered they were, she sighed in relief before realizing the date. Today was the day Shinichi had promised to take her to Tropical Land! In a hurry, she jumped out of bed and began getting dressed, knowing he'd be at her door shortly.
The dream was pushed out of her mind as she began her mad dash to get dressed.
Yes, yes, I know I should be working on Velocity but Kirby is having an extreme case of Writer's Block, so I've been left out to dry, so to speak. The problem seems to be in what lies between where we are now and then end, which we mostly have already. *sigh* Kirby's actually started drinking coffee too, which is never a good thing, makes her a bit more like me and, in return, makes me more like her. So then I go all "mature" and she gets to have all the fun! On the other hand, I've been having quite a bit of fun listening to her talk to herself. You guys want to hear?
KIRBY: And then Kaito could.........explodes, but.......no, not allowing......but the bunnies!....after my damn ass, I'll show them.........and then Conan-kun is on fire, no that's not.......frozen? No, that's just silly!
Don't bother asking me, I honestly have no idea. Am intrigued by her continued mentionings of Kaito though, that's the fourth time today, but I thought we had agreed to leave him out of this one. Massive strangeness, for sure. I know about as much as you, folks!