"Frankenfurter! Stop that right now!" I yelled at my little monster, as I so affectionately call him, angrily. He was acting like such an idiot! I know that he likes to make people laugh but this was just too much. He didn't need to make a fool of himself to make people happy. Right now he was attempting to balance on a ball, which, under normal circumstances, I wouldn't really care about, but these were far from normal circumstances. First of all he was wearing a tutu, which is completely unnecessary, secondly he had an apple on top of his head, and thirdly he didn't have any legs. So you see my problem with this? He was doing a handstand on a ball wearing a tutu with an apple on his head. This is so not what I pictured when I had the idea to create him.
A little lost? I don't blame you, I'm a little lost as well and I've been in this from the beginning. Well let me try to clear it up for you. You see it all started one day when I was watching the discovery channel while I was reading anatomy book. Why was I doing both of those at the same time? It's not because I'm a genius or anything, even though I totally am, it's because I was bored. Plain and simple. I was bored out of my mind. Well anyways I was watching the discovery channel and reading an anatomy book at the same time when the information I was reading and listening to suddenly clicked together. I could use this information to make something great, or something hideous to do my bidding one of the two. Well the very next day after I had this idea I got to work making him. It was a little difficult to find all the parts though, the only brain that I could find was damaged and I couldn't any legs that were usable. So when I was finished my little monster wasn't all that intelligent and he had no legs. At least he had that artificial soul light I found he was not very friendly before I installed it.
I had thought so to until I realized that I couldn't exactly keep him a secret for long. He was an inch or so taller than me, even without legs, and bright red. There was no hiding to be had with him. So one day I decided to bring him to school with me, after all at least a couple of my friends had already seen him at least once at my house and I needed to assure them that they weren't crazy. But the reaction I got there was not exactly the one that I expected. It had never occurred to me that maybe people wouldn't be as accepting as I was. They were mean; it was as simple as that. They pointed, stared, and didn't even bother whispering when they made their little comments. Every little comment made me almost crack my pencil in half, but when I looked over I saw that Frankenfurter had barely noticed them. He was still ecstatic to be going to school. It was after that that my little monster began to do these things, making himself look ridiculous so that everyone else would laugh. It got to the point where I almost forbid him from going to school, but I asked him why he did these things, just to be sure of my decision.
I asked him, why did he like to make himself look like a fool just so the people that ridiculed him could laugh? His answer astonished me. He said, "Why should it matter if they don't like me? They still need to laugh too." He definitely surprised me with that one, 'Why should it matter?' He was happy to just be making someone else happy. Maybe I should take him for an example. Back to the present. He apparently hadn't heard what I had said, but I know he had heard me yell because he fell off the ball in surprise. He came over to me smiling sheepishly and said, "I'm sorry master, what did you say?"
I looked at him for a little bit and said with a small smile, "Don't worry about it; just go back to your friends."
Maybe I should just let him be happy, even if it's looking like this that makes him happy.