Another one from Beej's point of view that was inspired by a pic I came across.
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I never had any real friends. Jacques and Ginger could put up with me; or at least they could tolerate me better than the rest of the Neitherworld most of the time.
Lyds was different. I didn't understand it; I don't think I ever would. This child, this little freak of nature liked me: didn't just put up with me, actually liked me; my rank smell, my crude nature and all the rest. She looked up to me, confided in me, always wanted to hang around me; she thought I was the funniest guy around, alive or otherwise, and she was an important half in a majority of my schemes nowadays.
It was night, raining cats and dogs. We were on her bed, the comforter tented over our heads as the rain pounded against the glass. And as I lay on my side behind her, propping my head up with my hand as I listened, she sat with her legs tucked up beneath her and her back against my pillow of a gut as she read. She adjusted the flashlight so she could better see the next line, and continued in her best spooky voice, reciting Poe's 'The Raven' once again.
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, and the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!', This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!', Merely this and nothing more-"
I closed my eyes, smiling as she practically danced her way through the poem. The words fell so easily from her lips. Hell, she probably knew this poem by heart. It was, after all, considered one of Poe's greatest works, and the kid was a Poe geek.
She didn't even finish the thing though, before her head bobbed a few times and she slumped back against me, her check against my chest.
I tried not to laugh as I lifted my arm over her head to check the watches on my arm.
Yikes, two in the morning already? Well at least tomorrow was Sunday. She didn't have anything planned.
I grabbed her shoulders and lowered her to the mattress before untangling us from the comforter. Once that task was complete, I shifted her around until her head was on the pillows, and pulled the covers up to her chin. "Sleep tight Babes." I whispered.
Well… I'd be stuck here until morning before she could send me back, with nothing to do but watch her sleep.
Somehow, I didn't find that so bad anymore.