Getting closer and closer to the beach, I held on tight to the ramshackle boat as it rocked back and forth more and more rapidly. Almost to the pier I prepared a small bag I packed for this trip, several weeks of laundry stuffed to the brim. Just as the miniature wooden platform came into reasonable reach, I tossed my bag onto the edge of platform and was tossed myself by the incredible rocking of the boat, Scraping my knees and tearing the thin fabric of my skirt. I hadn't noticed as I started jogging towards the sandy pink surface of the beach and the entrance of the building, the ground scorching my bear feet and my heart racing as I came closer and closer to the entrance, this was it. I had finally made it and I could hardly believe it, this was the moment I had been working for almost my entire life, I had traveled the world in search of this man and I've finally made it.

"well, you gonna go in?"

"I…I don't know"

"you've made this far, all you need is the extra step to make it worthwhile"

"I know, but at the same time, I feel like, maybe this was a mistake, and if I just turn back now, I can keep from making the biggest mistake of my life."

"but even so, that would also mean you just wasted an entire trip out at sea."

"well what about you? You followed me out here, traveled with me all this way"

"that is true, but it doesn't necessarily mean it's a wasted trip, after all, I've been fed, got away from the hectic city shore life…my wife, and I found a new adventure."

"well, at least you get something out of it no matter how you look at it, but me, I'm at a fork in the road, I don't know what to do."

"well better make up you mind fast, someone's coming"

"HUH?"

I turned around to look at the door hands clenched onto the railing, sweat falling down under the bangs of my hair, and suddenly I heard footsteps, voices:

"THE LIFT!!! THE LIF-"

"OH SHADDUP TATTOO!!!"

Seconds passed like minutes, and I was frozen in place, it was no or never, do I run? Or-

The door flew open, standing there was a tall lean man, green skin encased his body, black bangs falling just above his pitch black irises. I was scared yet entranced, I stared at him in awe, the hot breeze passed between us and my long black hair wafted slowly. He stood up strait and looked at me ferociously, a snarl curling across his lips. He walked towards me as he extended his arm, his thin fingers grasping a handful of my hair.

"did you get a letter?"

"uh, ouch, no sir"

"THEN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE? I didn't send any one to gas you, didn't send you a request note, so you shouldn't be here! I want you the hell off my island!!!"

"but, but, ouch, I came out looking for you, I'm-"

"well you shouldn't have! You crazy fans are the reason I cant get any work done-"

"no no, I'm not a fan!"

"then what the, are you the police? I SWEAR TO GOD IF 2-D-"

"I'm too young to be a police"

"THEN WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?"

"I'm… I'm your daughter"

His eyes grew wide, his teeth clenched, he backed away slowly and said:

"you've gotta be f*&%ing with me"