A/N: 'bout time I uploaded another of these. I still have a bunch. Just been too lazy to upload. Have some Sparx. This was weird to write...I didn't think the little guy had much in his head. But this just sort of came out of nowhere. I don't really know whether it seems in character or not, but...whatever. Enjoy.
Beside You
I was never prepared for any of this.
Maybe I'm just a coward; maybe I never really saw things the way you did. Maybe I'm not as strong as you, or as selfless; maybe all I ever cared about was myself.
Or maybe life just isn't fair.
You know, I swore to stay beside you no matter what, even before you decided to up and leave like you did. You were my brother, heck, you still are. And if anyone thought I was ever gonna desert you, they were dead wrong. But, when I decided I'd always stay with you, I never really thought about what that meant. A part of me never even thought we'd leave the boundaries of the swamp.
Man, how wrong that was.
I was scared, you know. For me. For you. Not that I ever showed it. As if. But I'm not gonna try to hide that now. Hey, maybe you even saw through me; maybe you knew I was terrified.
Nah.
But, even though I was scared of dying, there was something else that scared me more. You and I…we've always been together. From the first moments we can remember; every second, every minute, every day. We were together. And you were all I had. You weren't just my brother; you were my best friend.
And I was so afraid of being alone.
It's stupid really. I can't ever be as selfless as you. Everything you did was for someone else; everything you accomplished was for the good of the world. Man, do you know how corny that sounds? But me, well, I was always thinking of myself. Sticking with you because I was too scared of being alone…yeah, that fear was greater than anything else that could drag me away from you.
But it's not like I wasn't ever thinking of you! You're my bro, man. I've gotta look out for you, right? It's my job.
Some brother I am.
What did I ever do for you? I don't even know. Sure, maybe I saved your scales once or twice, but that's nothing compared to how many times you protected me. But still, you never complained. Guess you're just that selfless.
Sometimes, life just really sucks. What'd you do to deserve this? Everyone's just counting on you, expecting you to fix all their damn problems. Why couldn't they just fix their own problems? You shouldn't have to do everything, man! That isn't right! So what if you're some sort of special, once-in-a-purple thing?
We could have had a good life.
You and me, in the swamp, no cares, no worries, just living every day as it comes. What right did the world have to take that away from us? And yet you take it all without complaint. I hate it! Why don't you ever fight back? Why don't you look at your life and think 'why the heck should I have to do all this?' Why don't you think like me?
…Why can't I think like you?
I wasn't prepared for any of this, but that doesn't matter. Nothing's gonna take me away from you. Not life; not death. Life isn't fair to me, so why should I be fair to it?
If you won't fight back, I'll do it for you.