A/N: Well...hi. I haven't been in this fandom for :checks calender: to long. Sorry about that. I've been busy. This oneshot is SO short. The shortest thing I've ever written. Oh well. I swear though, don't kill me for it's suckiness. I wrote it in literally 10 minutes. I wanted to write a 100 Theme Challenge oneshot and had an idea for this one. So whatever.

On another note. Guess what's happening on the 2nd of June. It's my 1 year anniversary. On fan fiction (dot) net. I'm very excited about that. :D I'm writing a few fics for the occasion. So you'll have yet another infamous Super Reader creation on that day.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. You'd think after almost a year it would have sunk in.

Tears

I always cry. It's just one of those things. I cry all the time. If a hamster dies or if someone gets upset with me. It's just a given.

I don't like crying all the time. In fact it makes my eyes ache after a while. And red, puffy eyes are hardly attractive.

But somehow I can never stop. I have no idea where I got the crying gene from.

My mother and sister are alike, serious and composed. I've barely ever seen them shed a tear. My dad? Sure he'll over-react and yell but he doesn't cry.

When I asked Abby about it, she said that maybe I got it from an outside influence. Like I was around someone who cried a lot, and now I sob constantly.

Well I went through the list there too. Nope. No criers. My outside influences never cry.

Nigel is extremely serious. More like an adult than a kid, sometimes. And since you don't see adults crying up and down the street, Numbuh 1 never cries either. One tear, once. That's all I've ever known him to cry. One tear in like 3 years.

Numbuh 2. He's probably the most sensitive after me. He's funny, sometimes, and gets emotional sometimes, but he doesn't cry. Never like me. No one ever cries like I do.

Wally. Yeah right. Mr. Tough Guy. I believe he's cried a couple times in the time I've known him, but only a few tears and never for long. That's what I'd like to be able to do. I'd love to have the emotional control he does.

Or at least the emotional control Numbuh 5.

She's cried the least after Numbuh 1. She has cried from happiness a couple times, but out of sadness? Almost never.

It's humbling. Everyone has these little special talents. Numbuh 1 with his leader skills all the way to Numbuh 5 with her cool attitude. Me? I cry. That's it. I cry and cry all the time, for the stupidest reasons.

And yet right now I can't shed a tear.

I watch solemnly as Hoagie and Abby exit the room, leaving me and Wally to stand and watch and wait. All the times I cry my heart out, sure that having a hamster die is the saddest thing that could ever happen. Now my friend is in a coma and my eyes are stone dry.

I stare at Numbuh 4, whose standing across from me. His eyes aren't dry. Nobody has dry eyes.

Except me. The crier. The bawler. Who can't even cry when her leader is comatose.

I look away from his shiny bald head, and leave for the door.

I'm sorry, Numbuh 1. I'm so sorry.

THE END

A/N: :cringes: Yes I know. OOC, tragic, and pointless. However I might write a sequel to this. I still have to write oneshots for a few other themes that could fit after this. So don't hate me to bad, please. And sorry I just threw Numbuh 1 in there as the comatose one. He's the one I could picture the most doing something reckless (and probably insanely brave) to make this happen.

Well see you guys again soon,

Super Reader