Disclaimer: I don't own any of the chaerecters except everyone in Delbert's
family.
Notes: I hope you enjoy my little humorous story. I don't expect it to be very long, but what the heck! Some brief bad language. *Ducks* please don't hurt me Rainey!
Life as a Doppler
By Mia LeighArc
(Doppler P.O.V)
I was sitting in my Observatory, pouring over star charts and astronomy books when my son Wyatt snuck in the door and stood next to me. He seemed very sad and troubled about something and lord help me if I had learned one thing from my wife: to sence when something is wrong and be observant of the signs. So without any further thought, I stopped what I was doing and looked down at the distrought boy that was so much like me it even pains me to say.
"Was there something you wanted to ask your dear old dad son?"Wyatt hadn't even noticed I was speaking to him; he just nervously stood ther with his eyes to the floor and his hands behind his back.
"Wyatt? Is something wrong son?"When he did not respond a second time I put an encouraging finger under his small chin so I could lift his head enough to look him in the eye. But when I did, the look on his face was far worse than I had thought. He had a few knicks and dings from running into things yes, he had a few healing scratches from quarrals with his sisters also, but what I didn't exspect to see was my only son..a spitting image of myself crying. I looked into his eyes and saw the pain that he was feeling, I saw the teasing a ridicule he recieved; just as I had so many years ago. I pulled out the hankerchief in my pocket and put it to his cold wet nose; but when he blew into it, it sounded as if the house was going to be blown down...Imagine that! It brings back memories just thinking about it.
"Do you want to talk about it son?"Wyatt sighed after a moments silence and slowly began.
"The kids at school won't stop making fun of me." Wyatt said plainly and still full of sadness. I looked down at him with the deepest sympathy and pulled him into a warm hug. As I pulled away I wiped the few tears that were left on his cheeks and sat down next to him.
"Let me tell you a little story about when I was in school." I said in a low soothing voice and put an encouraging hand on his shoulder.
"You-you mean you were teased too?"Wyatt said with big puppy-dog eyes. I nodded as I continued.
"You haven't heard the half of it."I replied.
"You see along time ago........."
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Now that I'm going to Napoleon High school, I can finally be cool. And since my older brother is already going there, maybe I can hang out with him. It sure is big around here, lots of gadgets and artifacts that I've seen before. Our mascot is the Napoleon High Figs, so I wouldn't be surprised if there was a giant fig walking in the hallways. Bumping into everyone with his overgrown fruit costume...It looked like a giant purple carrot! (with arms, legs and an oddly shaped head.)
Why do I feel like such a loser, nobody wants to talk to me, not ever my brother Gavin. All I was doing was..A-hem! Well, I had an excuse to stare, she was quite lovely. I just don't understand. I was standing at my locker and then she walked by. Her name was Anastasia, and she was beautiful. For a minute everything went blank...she knew my name.
"Hi Delbert." She would tease with a wave. She always said that as she walked down the hall with a cloud of confidence and grace. That is until she would trip over her own feet and pull what I call an "graceful moment." Or the lack there of. She always did that right after she stopped at the drinking fountain, the way she took a sip of cool water...I found I needed a glass of water just to pour over my head!
She had the prettiest black hair. Well, it wasn't exactly black..it was more of a dark aulburn or a light ebony color. But none the less, it was gorgeous, Anastasia was gorgeous.
Then, as if my day couldn't have gotten any better, Gavin came walking by.
"Hey twerp!" Gavin would call from his group of Senior renegades. I hated it when he called me that.
"How ya doin' Delly Boy?!" He would always say loud enough for everyone to hear. That was my humiliation for the day until he picked me up and shoved me into my open locker..It's just amazing that I'm a perfect fit. Well, sort of.
When we got home and had finished our homework...oops, I meant when I had finished our homwork, mom and dad had dinner ready on the kitchen table.
"Hello boys!" My mother would call as we sat down. Gavin would put on an inocent face that for some reason my mother couldn't resist.
"So did you boys have at school today?" My brother spoke up first.
"Of course we did mom, like buddy o' pal, right Delbert?"
"Yeah..just peachy."I retorted with a glare. After a long day of pure madness, the last thing I wanted was to rehash the events of the day while trying to eat dinner. My brother persisted to act like my friend and said he was doing so the entire day. I can't believe he lied to our parents with no shame or discontempt at all. It sickens me that he can get away with it. At the table, I tried to avoid eye contact with him, for I knew that he would wink at me and force me not to tell mom and dad what he had done; but I hadn't been the first time, he always did that to me when we were growing up. To this day I've hated it, but there was nothing I could do, he would mutilate me if I told on him; so I was forced to deal with it all throughout High School until he graduated and went on to a great astrological university. Though I'm still not sure how. I didn't think it was fair for him to be going to the same school that I always dreamed of attending.
In all my classes during that time everyone stared at me and threw things at me in class. After a few days of torture during Flatula 101 I began sitting in the back of the class from then on. For the next three years of high school, people would say things like
"Is he okay? Doesn't he ever talk?"
During those depressing years, I barely said a word to anyone and when I spoke in class I could never say anything clearly the first time. That's right, I had feeling you would say that. I had a problem with my rabling. I've been like that since my brother snuck up behind me on Halloween one year and blew on my neck. That one event has haunted me ever since.
At one point I was actually convinced that my brother's girlfriend Nancy had a crush on me. She would always smile and wink at me when she came over to see Gavin.
"Come on Delbert, I know you like me..I've seen the way you stare." I of course had nothing to say, but plenty to mumble as she tried t make her move on me.
"Er..um..m-m...na- e-excuse me..b-bu-but What..What are you doing?" I said as I finally cuaght my breath. She grabbed my rump and nessled against me. That's when Gavin walked in to see us.
"What the hell do you think you're doin' Delbert? "
"I..Um..I-I-I...." and then it was over, he beat me up and made me promise to never do it again. She made the moves on me!! Can you even imagine my humiliation?!
After thier rigorous torment and a bet the two of them had made, I realized the truth, I was as gullible as a set of stairs; letting people walk all over me. Well, not for long, it's about time that Delbert Wyatt Doppler became a name in the history books.
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Hey, what did everyone think hmmm? I changed it so ther was a sure "puppy moment"at the begining and I like how it turned out. Please R&R!
Notes: I hope you enjoy my little humorous story. I don't expect it to be very long, but what the heck! Some brief bad language. *Ducks* please don't hurt me Rainey!
Life as a Doppler
By Mia LeighArc
(Doppler P.O.V)
I was sitting in my Observatory, pouring over star charts and astronomy books when my son Wyatt snuck in the door and stood next to me. He seemed very sad and troubled about something and lord help me if I had learned one thing from my wife: to sence when something is wrong and be observant of the signs. So without any further thought, I stopped what I was doing and looked down at the distrought boy that was so much like me it even pains me to say.
"Was there something you wanted to ask your dear old dad son?"Wyatt hadn't even noticed I was speaking to him; he just nervously stood ther with his eyes to the floor and his hands behind his back.
"Wyatt? Is something wrong son?"When he did not respond a second time I put an encouraging finger under his small chin so I could lift his head enough to look him in the eye. But when I did, the look on his face was far worse than I had thought. He had a few knicks and dings from running into things yes, he had a few healing scratches from quarrals with his sisters also, but what I didn't exspect to see was my only son..a spitting image of myself crying. I looked into his eyes and saw the pain that he was feeling, I saw the teasing a ridicule he recieved; just as I had so many years ago. I pulled out the hankerchief in my pocket and put it to his cold wet nose; but when he blew into it, it sounded as if the house was going to be blown down...Imagine that! It brings back memories just thinking about it.
"Do you want to talk about it son?"Wyatt sighed after a moments silence and slowly began.
"The kids at school won't stop making fun of me." Wyatt said plainly and still full of sadness. I looked down at him with the deepest sympathy and pulled him into a warm hug. As I pulled away I wiped the few tears that were left on his cheeks and sat down next to him.
"Let me tell you a little story about when I was in school." I said in a low soothing voice and put an encouraging hand on his shoulder.
"You-you mean you were teased too?"Wyatt said with big puppy-dog eyes. I nodded as I continued.
"You haven't heard the half of it."I replied.
"You see along time ago........."
~~~~
Now that I'm going to Napoleon High school, I can finally be cool. And since my older brother is already going there, maybe I can hang out with him. It sure is big around here, lots of gadgets and artifacts that I've seen before. Our mascot is the Napoleon High Figs, so I wouldn't be surprised if there was a giant fig walking in the hallways. Bumping into everyone with his overgrown fruit costume...It looked like a giant purple carrot! (with arms, legs and an oddly shaped head.)
Why do I feel like such a loser, nobody wants to talk to me, not ever my brother Gavin. All I was doing was..A-hem! Well, I had an excuse to stare, she was quite lovely. I just don't understand. I was standing at my locker and then she walked by. Her name was Anastasia, and she was beautiful. For a minute everything went blank...she knew my name.
"Hi Delbert." She would tease with a wave. She always said that as she walked down the hall with a cloud of confidence and grace. That is until she would trip over her own feet and pull what I call an "graceful moment." Or the lack there of. She always did that right after she stopped at the drinking fountain, the way she took a sip of cool water...I found I needed a glass of water just to pour over my head!
She had the prettiest black hair. Well, it wasn't exactly black..it was more of a dark aulburn or a light ebony color. But none the less, it was gorgeous, Anastasia was gorgeous.
Then, as if my day couldn't have gotten any better, Gavin came walking by.
"Hey twerp!" Gavin would call from his group of Senior renegades. I hated it when he called me that.
"How ya doin' Delly Boy?!" He would always say loud enough for everyone to hear. That was my humiliation for the day until he picked me up and shoved me into my open locker..It's just amazing that I'm a perfect fit. Well, sort of.
When we got home and had finished our homework...oops, I meant when I had finished our homwork, mom and dad had dinner ready on the kitchen table.
"Hello boys!" My mother would call as we sat down. Gavin would put on an inocent face that for some reason my mother couldn't resist.
"So did you boys have at school today?" My brother spoke up first.
"Of course we did mom, like buddy o' pal, right Delbert?"
"Yeah..just peachy."I retorted with a glare. After a long day of pure madness, the last thing I wanted was to rehash the events of the day while trying to eat dinner. My brother persisted to act like my friend and said he was doing so the entire day. I can't believe he lied to our parents with no shame or discontempt at all. It sickens me that he can get away with it. At the table, I tried to avoid eye contact with him, for I knew that he would wink at me and force me not to tell mom and dad what he had done; but I hadn't been the first time, he always did that to me when we were growing up. To this day I've hated it, but there was nothing I could do, he would mutilate me if I told on him; so I was forced to deal with it all throughout High School until he graduated and went on to a great astrological university. Though I'm still not sure how. I didn't think it was fair for him to be going to the same school that I always dreamed of attending.
In all my classes during that time everyone stared at me and threw things at me in class. After a few days of torture during Flatula 101 I began sitting in the back of the class from then on. For the next three years of high school, people would say things like
"Is he okay? Doesn't he ever talk?"
During those depressing years, I barely said a word to anyone and when I spoke in class I could never say anything clearly the first time. That's right, I had feeling you would say that. I had a problem with my rabling. I've been like that since my brother snuck up behind me on Halloween one year and blew on my neck. That one event has haunted me ever since.
At one point I was actually convinced that my brother's girlfriend Nancy had a crush on me. She would always smile and wink at me when she came over to see Gavin.
"Come on Delbert, I know you like me..I've seen the way you stare." I of course had nothing to say, but plenty to mumble as she tried t make her move on me.
"Er..um..m-m...na- e-excuse me..b-bu-but What..What are you doing?" I said as I finally cuaght my breath. She grabbed my rump and nessled against me. That's when Gavin walked in to see us.
"What the hell do you think you're doin' Delbert? "
"I..Um..I-I-I...." and then it was over, he beat me up and made me promise to never do it again. She made the moves on me!! Can you even imagine my humiliation?!
After thier rigorous torment and a bet the two of them had made, I realized the truth, I was as gullible as a set of stairs; letting people walk all over me. Well, not for long, it's about time that Delbert Wyatt Doppler became a name in the history books.
~~~~~~
Hey, what did everyone think hmmm? I changed it so ther was a sure "puppy moment"at the begining and I like how it turned out. Please R&R!