I am going to have so much fun with this story. Enjoy! :3
Also, to SamWolf NightL, I love your opinions. I can't guarantee I'll always use them, but I love others opinions. And I'm sorry to hear about all that. If you ever want to talk more about anything, just let me know. If it's personal, or just something you don't want everyone to see, might I suggest making an actual fanfiction account? It's really easy, all you really need is a working email. That way we could communicate through private messaging. ;)
Fatch hissed, covering his nose and almost looking like he wanted to hurl. The Novian in front of him was holding a handful of garlic, as if he intended to eat it. The two were in the cafeteria now, and Zeke was eating everything and anything. Even the garlic. It was as if he hadn't eaten in days.
" Sure you don't want any? "
Zeke asked, mouth still full, offering him the half eaten garlic piece. Fatch let out a hiss, backing away from the vial thing.
" N-no! Keep it away from me! "
Zeke blinked a bit, pulling back and slowly realized his mistake.
" Oh geez! Sorry, I totally forgot vampires can't eat garlic! "
Fatch narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering how the alien knew this. He'd heard from Thatch that creatures didn't exist on his planet. So how could Zeke possibly know his weakness...?
" ... How do you know that...? "
" Oh, creatures don't exist on my planet, but I had a book that explained them. "
Zeke explained swiftly.
" I used to read it all the time. That is... "
The alien, for the first time Fatch could remember, looked very upset. Maybe even a bit furious.
" Until my stupid sister Mishelle ripped it up... "
Zeke had a sister? Huh... Fatch wondered what she looked like. Was her hair/eyes gray? Or maybe another bland color like white? Black maybe?
" ... Why did she rip it up? "
Fatch soon found himself asking. Zeke remained unresponsive, as if he wasn't even there anymore. Fatch was going to repeat the question, when the world around him seemingly grew dimmer. And everything seemed different too. Instead of the cafeteria, they appeared to be in a bright red room. The walls were vivid red, while the floors were a light crimson. Alien technology coated the walls and ceiling, while common house hold items like tables and sofas were scattered about rather neatly.
Two Novian females were on the couch, an even younger Zeke sitting between them. The woman on the left had an arm around his shoulder, smiling as she appeared to be watching tv. This Novian had long white hair and white eyes with light gray glossy pupils. She wore black gloves and pants/boots, a white shirt with a black choker and a light blue crystal necklace. She wore a golden brace that had a light green gem in the middle, and a short, puffy skirt with a white moon on the bottom left corner with three stars barely above it. Her antenna were CONSIDERABLY longer than Zeke's with a blue gauge at the bend in the antenna, multiple hoops, and many gauges varying in size on the scythe part of the antenna.
The woman on the the other side was similar to her sister in the sense of style and hair, except for the fact they were all the exact OPPOSITE color. Black instead of white, red instead of blue, silver instead of gold- again, exact opposite.
Zeke himself was reading a book about what appeared to be zombies, looking absolutely fascinated with what was written when the black one looked over at him and grinned evilly. She quickly snatched up the book, gaining a shocked look from Zeke.
" HEY! "
He yelped, pouncing up off the couch as the woman did.
" Give it back! "
The child tried grabbing it from her hands, but the woman had a superior height difference on him, raising it high out of his reach.
" Nuh-uh. "
She teased, placing her free hand against his forehead.
" You don't need such a stupid book. "
The white haired one finally rose from the couch, placing her hands on her hips.
" Mishelle, give him the book. "
"Mishelle" just smirked at her sister, raising an eye as if to challenge her.
" You're not mom, Melody. I can do whatever the hell I want. And just because you intervened... "
With a swift motion with her hand, she pressed the black middle dot on her L.S.S. which sent out what seemed like two robotic hands, and literally used them to rip up the book.
Zeke screeched, bending down and shakily scooping the remains of the book into his tiny hands.
Slowly the image faded away, leaving Fatch both confused and furious at the same time. Confused, as to why Zeke would remember this. And furious at how his sister, Mishelle, treated him. Who did she think she was anyway?! What gave her the right to rip up his book?!
Zeke shook his head, and it seemed like he shook the sadness and anger away with the thoughts.
" Can we go get some candy? "
He asked childishly, sticking his snake like tongue out like those people in anime shows. Fatch was awestruck by how unaffected Zeke seemed with this sudden memory. ' So as he remembers something... ' He mentally confirmed. ' He has no knowledge that we've seen it too... that could be for the best. ' The prince stood up, placing his hands on his hips.
" Sure. "
He said with a smirk.
" But not too much. I don't need you getting a sugar rush. "
Zeke began laughing almost hysterically, and Fatch couldn't help but smile at this.
Yay! Oh, and sometime I'll have a picture of Zeke's family up on my deviantart. Just so you know. ;)
Bonsoir!