Dedicated to the song Chop Suey! by System of a Down. Small drabble-ish centered on GIR.
NOTE: This is just MY viewpoint of GIR's thoughts, so please don't start bashing me about how OOC I am; I know it is (when is angst GIR ever going to be IC?) but I tried to be more in character this time. Still, warping my writing style only goes so far. Hopefully it'll still be a semi-enjoyable read (I sure had fun writing it).
s00ullL - forsaken
(a plea for what?)
Mastah knows all and that is all Ahhhh know! These "flaws" he SCREECHES about flame his eyes - pretty red orb thingies! - and that is all iiiiiiiii remember. The creepy crawly hum of an itch deep inside of me (like worms burying their head into my s00ullL) is all Ahm' aware of... now. The round things see sight and the tinsy foot things walk the steps. IIIIIII am not certain what the mouth thing is for, but sometimes AH stuff pizza! and soda! and waffles! into them, and it makeded my insides happy! But it never lasts...
Ah don't know why! But i wished it would. Sometimes I feel frowny, and sometimes I feel sick in my s00ullL when Mastah screams at me and throws me against the (nice green!eeee!) wall, and says again and again and again and again, "FAILURE FAILURE FAILURE." Because Ah AM a failure, and iiiiiiiiiii want to SCREAM! too, and iiiiiiiii want to THROW! things too, and iiiiiiiiii want to be SOMETHING! else too... Ah want Mastah to be HAPPY, and Ah want him to LOVEDED me... but he doesn't. Mastah hates me, and all Ah can do is smile back at him. I do not think he wants to see me cry. So AH smile instead!
I SMILE ALL THE TIME FOR MASTAH! Maybe someday he will smile back at me too. I will wait for that day! - and then it will be all betta again! Mastah will plan things for this pretty little planet with all the broooownnnn water and funny smelling, big-headed people, and Ah will be right next to him like always! and Ah won't let the creepy crawly hum of itchyness touch inside of me anymore! They makeded me sad and when iiiiiiiiii am sad, Ah feel very strange in my s00ullL. Like all the things are whong and IIIIIIII know NOTHING, and that all the NOTHING in my head will 'splode one day and make SNOW ANGELS of pretty red thingies of water on the floor of Mastah's base, and I thinkeded that Ahhm' not scared of the tingly feeling of "emptiness" as much as i am of Mastah standing by and watching me with a smile on his face, not doing anything to help...
But Ah am not HUUUUmun like the Dib-BIGHEADEDKID is, SOs my blood won't be pretty red (aweehhh..), and Ah am not greeeeeen like Mastah is, so Ahhhhhh am not smart like him and his freeends, but Mastah saysed Ah can't think straight enough to tell the difference anyway, so I believe him! He saysed if I did 'splode, Ah would probably be the same dead as Ah am alive - and for some reason, that made my s00ullL feell all itchy, hurty deep inside...
BUT THEN I FORGOT ABOUT IT! because I loveded Mastah and even though he saysed strange, unhappy things sometimes, that make me want to SCREAM! and THROW! like he does, Ah still loveded him! So if (Mastah saysed "when") I dooo 'splodes and the things that see don't see no more, and the tinsy foots get dropped into the trashiee-can-ma-bobs, and the mouth thing can't eats the yummy! pizza and soda and WAFFLES!eeee!, I will be HAPPY knowing how happy Mastah is, standing over me and watching without doing anything to help, eyes all PRETTY and REEED and WIDEEEE! and body less sprunng-springy with unhappiness...
Because he will be smiling at me for the first time ever, and the last time ever!
Smiling and smiling and smiling and smiling and smiling and smiling and smiling and smiling and smiling...!
End.