I can tell you exactly when I first saw Sollux Captor. It was partly because of the strange name and partly because of his lisp. Never before had I heard someone talk like that, with such a bad lisp, I mean.
It was ten years ago, and he was seven years old. He was arguing with a child named Karter, who had a horrible temper and a foul mouth for someone so little. It was surprising they were friends. Karter was loudmouthed and angry while Sollux preferred sarcasm. That was another reason I remembered him. Sarcasm was a strange trait in a seven-year-old child.
But, yes, the incident.
Karter was upset because he had lost a toy of some sort. Sollux did nothing, but he took all the insults Karter threw at him. He understood, and that piqued my interest.
"Thut up, KK," he said after a good ten minutes of Karter's yelling. "Maybe you thould get a punching bag or thomething."
"But those cost so much money." Karter abandoned anger for a moment and began to whine. (Now, I see how much he changed from that little boy ten years ago. He hasn't changed in the least.)
"Oh, what a problem for the therect millionare kid," Sollux shot back.
Karter shushed him immediately."Shut up, idiot! Do you think I want anyone but my best friend to know?"
"So now we're friendth? You justh thaid we weren't ten minuteth ago." Sollux smirked at Karter who was gaping like a fish.
He was a mature seven-year-old. When I was seven, I was still making daisy chains for my older sister. She never liked them.
When I told Valerie about these two children, she laughed at me. She was one of the only other ghosts in the area. Valerie was missing an arm and an eye, and yet she found it funny to poke fun at the minuscule bullet hole in my stomach.
"Why do you find the living so amusing? Why don't you just stay with your own kind?" she asked once I recounted these events.
"We were like them once," I murmured in reply.
"But now we're not. Living people don't have bullet holes in their stomachs or bloody stumps for left arms."
I stayed quiet after that. I didn't like Valerie much, but I was alone except for her. I spent my time watching Sollux after that. Valerie was wrong when she said that I find the living amusing. It was only Sollux I found amusing, and he wasn't even that amusing. He was more... intriguing. That was a much better word than amusing.
And that intriguing-ness fell away after two years and I became attached to him.
I patted his back and tried to hug him after his brother's accident, but he walked right through me.
I whispered comforting words to him when Karter was diagnosed with cancer.
I celebrated with him when Karter was cured.
I was there for every important moment in his life. I was completely attached to Sollux Captor, and I had no idea what trouble that would bring me in later years.
I baaaaaack! Terribly sorry for the lack of paragraphing, but my electronics won't cooperate with me. See you guys next time!
-gravitysabully
