Disclaimer: "Our interests lie on the dangerous edge of things; the honest thief, the tender murderer..."
My mother always said every day was a miracle; to cherish every single moment as if it were my last. But there was nothing special about today for me.
Oh well; at least it's almost midnight. It'll all be over soon.
Today was just another day I wished would end.
In fact, I would probably cherish it more if it were my last.
How much longer can I live like this?
I wandered through the garage, sizing up the damage to my car from the last realm race; it wasn't pretty. The others had complained to me that I was getting careless, that I was gonna get myself killed, but it's not like I'd be missed. They don't really care; all the others wanted was to win, save the world, play hero... Maybe I'm selfish, not giving much of a damn whether or not they beat Galorum and her stupid robots, but I just can't take much more of all that. It's like torture!
Not only do I have to live in close proximity with the Teku, but I have somehow managed to become the 'little brother' of the whole group. Fer Pete sakes, I'm older than Wylde AND Shirako, and still no one takes me seriously.Teku, Metal Maniacs, Tezla, Lani...
Oh Goddess, Lani... She's so beautiful, so calm, cool, and collected, so into racing...
And so completely out of my league. It's enough to make a guy wanna end it all.
And that's precisely what I'm going to do. Why hadn't I thought of it before? I don't really do a lot around the base, and I'm a pretty sucky driver compared to the others, to the Teku, even probably to Tezla! They'll probably be better off without me, anyway.
On a whim, I pulled an old takeout reciept from my pocket and scribbled a quick note, putting it under the windshield wiper of my car. I jerry rigged a noose from a heavy chain hanging from the rafters, meant for suspending engines; at least Boyscouts was good for something.
Breathing easily for the first time in ages, I positioned myself on the hood of Wylde's car, Spinebender, and prepared to take my final leap.
A/N: Yeah, that's pretty much it. I always loved Monkey, but he kind of gave off that pathetic vibe, like he just wanted to be accepted but he tried too hard so everyone thought he was lame,
even his alleged friends. Did you see the way Porkchop picked him up and shook him in Ignition? How about Wylde hitting Monkey's car with a hammer? I can't remember which movie that was though. They're always so mean to him...poor Monkey. It's okay; I still love you (hugs Monkey).