"My little angel."
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of this story or the poem. I found the poem and Thought it was perfect for my story.
Professor Membrane toiled tirelessly in his lab below his house. The fact was, he
never left his lab, except to go to work. He started to bury himself into his work ever
since his wife, Kat, died.
Her death was very sudden to him and his children. It happened so long ago, but
was so fresh in his memory. His son was 3; his daughter was 1, when it happened. He
had been typing up an important document in his office when he received a phone call
from the hospital. Apparently a speeding car struck down his wife when she was crossing
the street to her work at the planetarium. She was an astrologer. He remembered picking
up Dib, his son and Gaz, his daughter from school and racing to the hospital. On his
arrival the nurse at the front desk told us to wait in the waiting room. What was only
hours seemed like an eternity until the doctor finally came and moved Membrane from
the room, away from his children.
It hit them all very hard, but it seemed to hit Membrane's son, Dib, harder. When Dib
was only 3 weeks old, he would never stop crying, until one day she picked him up and
sang a lullaby to him. She rocked with him in her arms, singing softly and he stopped
crying every time. Ever since then Dib had a very strong bond with his mother. She
would often take him to the planetarium and show him the stars and tell him about the
universe. Ever since then Dib's had a fascination with the stars.
"Dad." Called the small voice of his daughter, Gaz, waking him from his trance.
He turned to her, but she looked so much like her mother that it was hard to look at her. "Yes, Gaz, what is it?" Membrane said, returning to his work.
"It's 8:00. Isn't it time for Dib's medicine? His moaning's keeping me up.." and
with that she disappeared to her room.
"That 'Zim' nonsense will be the death of him one day.." Membrane muttered
under his breathe.
Last week, Dib went out to spy on Zim in the middle of the night and accidentally
ended up falling asleep behind the bushes in front of Zim's house after hours of note
taking and watching for Zim. Being in the middle of a very cold winter, Gaz found him
asleep next to the bushes and brought him home. The next morning, Gaz told Membrane
that Dib had trouble getting out of bed, his forehead was very warm and his skin was
blue. Membrane headed upstairs into Dib's room and studied his son's symptoms with
one of his machine's. The machine hovered Dib and scanned his body and typed:
Subject: Dib Membrane
Symptoms:
Fever Rapid pulse Discoloration to the skin Wheezing Coughing Body temp. 105F
Illness: Pneumonia
Membrane thanked science that this illness was treatable, but still worried about
his son. He grabbed his medical equipment and Dib's medicine and started for his
room. But Membrane stopped at the foot of the steps as he heard a faint but
familiar female voice coming from his son's room. As he slowly walked towards
his son's room, the woman's voice grew louder and louder. He turned the knob
and opened the door, as he opened the door the equipment in his hands dropped to
the floor with a loud crash.
There, sitting on Dib's bed, was Dib's mother. Her glowing figure was stunning.
Her purple hair gentle blew around her pale face. Her amber eyes sparkled as she
gazed ever so lovingly at her only son. Dib was wrapped in a blanket, being
cradled and rocked back and forth in the arms of his dead mother. She didn't seem
to notice Membrane standing in shock at the door; she continued to cradle Dib
like she did when he was an infant, singing her lullaby with a soft and silvery
voice:
"Good night, My Angel. Time to close your eyes and save these questions for another day. I think I know what you've been asking me. I think you know what I've been trying to say. I promise I would never leave you and you should always know Where you may go No matter where you are I never will be far away
Good night my angel Now it's time to sleep And still so many things I want to say Remember all those songs you sang for me When we went sailing on an emerald bay And like a boat out on the ocean I'm rocking you to sleep The water's dark And deep inside this ancient heart You'll always be a part of me
Good night my angel Now it's time to dream And dream how wonderful your life will be Someday your child may cry And if you sing this lullaby Then in your heart There will always be a part of me
Someday we'll all be gone But lullabies go on and on.. They never die And that's how you and I will be."
Finally She looked up at her stunned husband, her eyes glistening with
freshly shed tears. She stood, carrying her son and walked up to Membrane.
"Kat." Whispered Membrane. Kat placed Dib in his arms.
"Take him, Will. He needs you now." She whispered and with that, she was
gone.
Membrane stood there for several minutes, gazing at the place his wife once
stood. A soft moan escaped his son's lips, Membrane looked down at his son's
fragile figure, safely wrapped in his arms. He smiled as he felt Dib's forehead.
Dib's fever had gone down. He walked over and sat down on Dib's bed, rocking
his son back and forth, he began to quietly sing..
"Good night, my angel. Time to close your eyes."
The End
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of this story or the poem. I found the poem and Thought it was perfect for my story.
Professor Membrane toiled tirelessly in his lab below his house. The fact was, he
never left his lab, except to go to work. He started to bury himself into his work ever
since his wife, Kat, died.
Her death was very sudden to him and his children. It happened so long ago, but
was so fresh in his memory. His son was 3; his daughter was 1, when it happened. He
had been typing up an important document in his office when he received a phone call
from the hospital. Apparently a speeding car struck down his wife when she was crossing
the street to her work at the planetarium. She was an astrologer. He remembered picking
up Dib, his son and Gaz, his daughter from school and racing to the hospital. On his
arrival the nurse at the front desk told us to wait in the waiting room. What was only
hours seemed like an eternity until the doctor finally came and moved Membrane from
the room, away from his children.
It hit them all very hard, but it seemed to hit Membrane's son, Dib, harder. When Dib
was only 3 weeks old, he would never stop crying, until one day she picked him up and
sang a lullaby to him. She rocked with him in her arms, singing softly and he stopped
crying every time. Ever since then Dib had a very strong bond with his mother. She
would often take him to the planetarium and show him the stars and tell him about the
universe. Ever since then Dib's had a fascination with the stars.
"Dad." Called the small voice of his daughter, Gaz, waking him from his trance.
He turned to her, but she looked so much like her mother that it was hard to look at her. "Yes, Gaz, what is it?" Membrane said, returning to his work.
"It's 8:00. Isn't it time for Dib's medicine? His moaning's keeping me up.." and
with that she disappeared to her room.
"That 'Zim' nonsense will be the death of him one day.." Membrane muttered
under his breathe.
Last week, Dib went out to spy on Zim in the middle of the night and accidentally
ended up falling asleep behind the bushes in front of Zim's house after hours of note
taking and watching for Zim. Being in the middle of a very cold winter, Gaz found him
asleep next to the bushes and brought him home. The next morning, Gaz told Membrane
that Dib had trouble getting out of bed, his forehead was very warm and his skin was
blue. Membrane headed upstairs into Dib's room and studied his son's symptoms with
one of his machine's. The machine hovered Dib and scanned his body and typed:
Subject: Dib Membrane
Symptoms:
Fever Rapid pulse Discoloration to the skin Wheezing Coughing Body temp. 105F
Illness: Pneumonia
Membrane thanked science that this illness was treatable, but still worried about
his son. He grabbed his medical equipment and Dib's medicine and started for his
room. But Membrane stopped at the foot of the steps as he heard a faint but
familiar female voice coming from his son's room. As he slowly walked towards
his son's room, the woman's voice grew louder and louder. He turned the knob
and opened the door, as he opened the door the equipment in his hands dropped to
the floor with a loud crash.
There, sitting on Dib's bed, was Dib's mother. Her glowing figure was stunning.
Her purple hair gentle blew around her pale face. Her amber eyes sparkled as she
gazed ever so lovingly at her only son. Dib was wrapped in a blanket, being
cradled and rocked back and forth in the arms of his dead mother. She didn't seem
to notice Membrane standing in shock at the door; she continued to cradle Dib
like she did when he was an infant, singing her lullaby with a soft and silvery
voice:
"Good night, My Angel. Time to close your eyes and save these questions for another day. I think I know what you've been asking me. I think you know what I've been trying to say. I promise I would never leave you and you should always know Where you may go No matter where you are I never will be far away
Good night my angel Now it's time to sleep And still so many things I want to say Remember all those songs you sang for me When we went sailing on an emerald bay And like a boat out on the ocean I'm rocking you to sleep The water's dark And deep inside this ancient heart You'll always be a part of me
Good night my angel Now it's time to dream And dream how wonderful your life will be Someday your child may cry And if you sing this lullaby Then in your heart There will always be a part of me
Someday we'll all be gone But lullabies go on and on.. They never die And that's how you and I will be."
Finally She looked up at her stunned husband, her eyes glistening with
freshly shed tears. She stood, carrying her son and walked up to Membrane.
"Kat." Whispered Membrane. Kat placed Dib in his arms.
"Take him, Will. He needs you now." She whispered and with that, she was
gone.
Membrane stood there for several minutes, gazing at the place his wife once
stood. A soft moan escaped his son's lips, Membrane looked down at his son's
fragile figure, safely wrapped in his arms. He smiled as he felt Dib's forehead.
Dib's fever had gone down. He walked over and sat down on Dib's bed, rocking
his son back and forth, he began to quietly sing..
"Good night, my angel. Time to close your eyes."
The End