Author's Note – Just another one of my disturbing little ficlets. I'm not really this sick. Honestly.
Satisfaction
I can't believe I'm missing Buffy for this.
I grit my teeth as the Yeerk in my head began to bitch and moan. It wasn't my fault that my boss made me work mornings. Besides, it's not as though the Yeerk doesn't have all of the DVDs and therefore doesn't need to watch every rerun that comes on. Not to mention all of those Buffy conventions he loves forcing my body to go to…
I shouldn't complain though. They put him in my head for a reason. I'm sick. I'm messed up. Without a Yeerk who knows what I'd be doing. He keeps me in check. He keeps me in line.
I slide the woman's card through the machine, glancing down at her young son beside her. He looks to be about seven. He has the cutest dimples ever. The elementary school kids got out on May 19 for summer break so I'm surprised to see him that early in the morning. He's so young, so innocent.
I could feel the Yeerk slowly take control of my body, felt his tendrils reaching out to touch all of my brain. The woman doesn't even notice as the Yeerk smiles my smile and hands her the movies with my hand.
This was the way it was going to be for the rest of my life. For a lot of peoples' lives. I've done my time, I did my penance, but I'm not cured. Nobody can be cured from this. Sure, they tried chemical castration and therapy, but that never really works. So, what does it matter if the government decides to allow a few Yeerks to remain in their natural form if they can control... certain people? I don't think anybody would be upset if I was to remain a puppet to this Yeerk, but I can't help wondering how far the government will take it. Would they put Yeerks in the heads of terrorists? Foreign leaders? Political activists? Gays? People they just don't like?
I can't help but feel that sticking this Yeerk in my head is a gross misuse of my constitutional rights. But then I look at that little boy and I think about the satisfaction he could give me.
You're fucked up, you know that right?
Yeah, I know.
Fin
