A Day in the Life
=DISCLAIMER!= I do not own ANYTHING in this fic, except for maybe the idea. I probably don't even own that. Devi & Nny are © Jhonen Vasquez, and the song A Day in the Life is ©The Beatles. The first and last parts are in the P.O.V. of Devi, and the middle is in Nny's P.O.V. This takes place during/after #7, I guess. Oh yes! This was posted on my other [dead] penname here, so there you go. I'm re-posting it! I like it that much.
I saw the news today oh, boy
About a wretched man who made the grave
And though the news was rather sad,
I just had to laugh.
I saw the headline
He blew out his mind with a gun
A little boy stopped and screamed.
He'd heard the noise before.
He wasn't really sure
If it was real or just a dream
I painted a picture today, oh boy.
A pair of eerie eyes looked back at me.
I wanted to turn away
But I just had to finish
Something told me to.
{I'd love to switch you off}
Got up, fell out of bed
Rubbed the sleep from my eyes
Found that I shaved my head.
Not sure when I did it
Found a knife and grabbed a scythe,
Went down the stairs in seconds flat.
Looked at the Burger Boy and had a spat
Then something spoke and I slammed the door {Ah}
I saw that man today oh, boy
Nearly made me want to wretch
And though he looked sad
I just had to laugh
Now I know how much I care
….Which is less than I thought
{I'd love to switch you off}