Monster Island
"H-hey. Baragon. It's Mothra. You okay? You haven't come out of the War Room in a couple days...Look, um, would you please move the boulder out of the entrance? I think we really need to talk. Well, that, and I have to check my eggs...Please?..."
I'd rather stay in the dark. Away from everyone. Alone. Where I can think. Doesn't she get that?
"...Baragon, I know you're in there. After the little brawl with Gigan, you've been acting really different. You've been shutting everyone out from your life. It's like you're a completely different person. We really, truly, absolutely have to talk."
Buzz off. I just want to be left alone. I just want to be by myself.
"Alright. You're not gonna respond. I see. Well, when you're ready to talk, get me."
Finally, she's leaving.
I don't know why, but my worldview has changed recently. I've been feeling empty inside. Like a chunk of me is missing. A vital chunk. It's been like that since...since Gojira disappeared. I miss him. I want him. I need him. He's been what made me feel great. He makes me feel like I'm important. Before everything, I was still kind and a voice of reason, but nobody would give a shit. Everyone hated everyone, even if they had followed the 'new ways'. But then I started to try and talk to Big G. He looked pretty depressed, and I thought I could cheer him up. The first few times were consisted of him telling me to fuck off. I respected his requests, but I still came to see him once in a while. Eventually he accepted me. I grew on him. I opened him up. I made him happy. That made me happy. I actually made someone feel great, and that's all I wanted. Next thing we knew, we were closer than ever.
Then came that fateful night.
He was still a bit shy, wanting to to tell me something. I knew what it was, and since he couldn't get it out, I tried to guide him.
I confessed to him.
I loved him.
It may sound really weird for giant radioactive savage brutes with voracious appetites to fall in love, but that's precisely what happened.
Even when this...'war', if you want to call it that...started, we were together. We cuddled. We slept together (but not in that way), and...I'm gonna admit this: we rubbed noses. It was a captivating moment. It really felt great. It made me feel like someone cared about me, so I cared for him.
But, of course, fate being the fickle mistress she is, Big G had to go out with his grandfather to save some of our friends.
And I waited at the shore for him to return, fighting off Crawlers, and ships, and tanks, and the like.
It came to be dark. Not a sign of aliens or monsters. And I waited.
I waited until dawn. I waited until noon. I waited till dusk.
I waited for days. And as each day increased, my hope decreased.
By the fifth day, I felt like there would be no hope. Like my world ended. Big G's location was unknown, same for his Granddad. I started feeling hollow around then, but I tried to swallow it and go on with life. I thought it might be a long trip or something. Maybe he would come in and help us fight, and I'd help, and we'd cuddle up, and, and, and...
And nothing happened.
Nothing.
Nothing.
NOTHING.
That's what I feel. Nothing.
Like I'm just a body without a soul. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I had to come back to the War Room. I blocked the entrance with a boulder. I flopped on the ground.
I cried.
I still am.
I cry because I feel nothing. I cry because I lost my everything. I cry because...
I just really god damn fucking love Gojira. I love Big G. I love Godzilla.
I love my everything.
"...B-Baragon? Are...are you crying? Honey, please let me in. We need to talk. You're not okay. Everything is not okay. Please let me in. I can't stand to see you like this. I can't stand to see anyone like this. Please, please, please. Let. Me. In."
I told you to fuck off! What don't you get!? I want to be alone! LET ME WALLOW IN MY SORROWS.
Look, I know you're supposed to make everyone feel better, but I'd rather be on my own. Is it that hard to understand this concept?
W...wait.
Did Mothra call me 'Honey'?
"Come on, Baragon. I have to talk to you."
I TOLD YOU I WANT TO BE ALONE. LET ME FUCKING BE.
"Baragon...There's...I have to tell you something. But I can't say it here. Let me in."
Yeah, right.
I don't want to be consulted by a fucking bug right now. Just leave me alone.
"...Baragon...just let me in..."
"GO AWAY."
"...B-Baragon? Seriously, I need to talk to you."
"I SAID GO AWAY, MOTHRA."
"I'm sorry I'm bothering you. I just...I..."
"WHATEVER IT IS, I DON'T CARE."
"Alright. I'll leave you alone. But just let me say one thing..."
"GET ON WITH IT."
"...um...uh..."
"FOR FUCK'S SAKE, JUST SAY IT."
"W-well...let's just say that Godzilla isn't the only one who cares about you...more than the others..."
What?
"What?"
"..."
"M-Mothra? What?"
"..."
She's gone. Great. Now I have two things on my mind, and it isn't helping.
I hope she didn't mean what I think she meant.
