Monster Island- 8:30-ish AM
One Month Before Great Battle
As usual, I fell asleep around five. Woke up at six. I only get an hour of sleep, because you never know when "danger" will come at you. So, between the time I woke up and eight-thirty, I was calm and quiet. I think I was teaching my son some shit. Maybe how to breathe fire. It's frustrating, as the best he can do is little smoke rings. But I won't yell at him for trying his best.
Okay, so around eight-thirty, I was minding my own business. My kid's capable of doing stuff on his own, so he's not accompanying me at the moment, just so you know. Anyway, I'm taking a nice stroll around the island, thinking about the shit that happened last night. Baragon actually thinks I'm amazing. Huh. Nobody says that. I mean, besides the humans, but, y'know, I'm the "savior of the world" and all that crap. So, really, nobody actually thinks I'm cool. Except Baragon. Yeah, I have a friend now. It's kind of a half-assed friendship on my part, but it's something. I wonder what I actually, truly am to him. Was he just pulling my leg, joking around? Does he really think I'm a cool guy? I don't know, and I don't care.
Uh...walking...lessee...Okay. Yeah. I was walking around. Observing what scenery is there. Trees. Some hills. Maybe one mountain. Then there's a cave, but nobody goes in there. Supposedly, Kumonga, that weird-ass spider, lives in there. That thing, male or female, if it's still there, hasn't come out of there since...what, the Final War that happened? Pfft. Wasn't even close to a final war. They say that every time all of the monsters come together to fight.
Yeah, yeah, okay. I'm off topic. It's a habit.
I was walking, looking, eating, shitting...y'know. Monster stuff. I heard another familiar sound nearby. There was wind. There was pollen all over the goddam place. And sparkles. Or is that supposed to be pollen? I could never distinguish them.
Ladies and Gentleman, it's goddam Mothra.
"Godzilla. We need to talk," she was saying, but I couldn't reply because I was busy coughing and sneezing because of all the fucking pollen.
"Y-you don't haACHOO...You don't have to make a grand entrance, y'know," I managed to get out.
"Look. I'm sorry, but this is urgent."
"Ack. How urgent?"
"Really urgent."
"J-just give me a minute." I sat there for a bit, coughing up who-knows what. Damn, for a moth-bug-thing, she carries a lot of pollen. Does she fucking live in a bed of flowers?
After a few minutes, when I managed to clear my sinuses and the pollen settled, I was ready to talk.
"O-okay..." I said. "Continue."
"Again, I apologize. I can't help it." Mothra said.
"Just...say what you had to say."
"Well, as you know, I patrol space, protecting the planet, and-"
"I know, I know. Get to the point, please."
"Okay, okay. So, I was out there, and I felt a terrible surge go through me. Like something horrible is going to happen."
"Last time you said that you felt something terrible, it turned out to be gas."
"That was last time. This time I'm certain."
"You said that the time before, and it turned out to b-"
"Trust me. I know this time. Besides, I wouldn't come directly to you unless I knew something was up, right?" Now that I think about it, most of the time, Mothra tells everyone on the island something's gonna happen, and if she can't, her little fairies do. She rarely comes to me specifically unless she feels it's something super terrible.
Well, now. I guess I have two real allies now.
"You got me there," I replied.
"I had to tell someone, and you're the only person I really know well enough. And, besides, you're King of the Monsters."
No, she's not an ally. She's a friend. Well shit.
"I'm aware that I'm the King. And...uh...I-I respect that you trust me enough to...uh...tell me the really huge problems and junk."
What the actual fuck? What did I say? That's not like me. I guess it's progress.
"Thanks, Godzilla," Mothra said casually, as if I said something I always do. "It means a lot to me."
And then she went away. She said something, but the pollen was so stirred up that I couldn't hear her over my coughing.
Looks like I'll have to gather the monsters around for a little fireside chat. And maybe find some tissues big enough for me.