Sleep Talking
By: Cartman's Girl
Notes: Okay, I'm seriously sorry if this offends anyone at all. It's
Pleakley/Jumba. Well, technically it's only Pleakly feeling like this, so Jumba
has no idea, but maybe he does... Hey the fella's asleep all throughout this
story! So once again, if you aren't into any male/male or male crushing over
other male stories don't go any further. I tried my best. And what I think
Pleakley's body matter is, that's my own guess.
~*~
Night time. The only time I'm really alone with my thoughts. Thoughts about if
this mission really is working, thoughts of how my family is doing, and lastly
but still the most loudest thoughts in my head. Him. I turn my head slightly
and see him dozing besides me on the hard ground. With a sigh I look back up at
the stars shining above. This seems wrong, so very very wrong.
We're a totally different species to the other! And to think, when we met I was
frozen in fear of the dark lavender coloured four eyed doctor. He was menacing
in the Jail Cell, looming over me after the Grand High Lady had left. Why did
she leave me in there? I can't defend myself! Being a life form with no back
bone I'm weak compared to others in my species. Really, I don't. And to all you
smarties who suddenly ask how do I stand up, very strong muscles in my body.
Anyway, before I knew what was happening I found myself hurtling through space
in a giant cruiser with Jumba Jookiba. He did all the steering, he claimed he
didn't want me driving in fear I'd crash into a planet or something and just
shoved me to the back. He kept rambling about how he knew his latest experiment
would be the most wonderful thing in all creation; but he still hated it for
what it had done to him. And because of it, he was being forced to work with
me.
He hated me from the start. I don't know why, he just did. Always yelling at me
to be quiet, watch where I step, and for me telling him how to do his job. Well
it's my job! I have to protect the Mosquito's natural habitat and killing
humans isn't going to help them at all. But still, I guess snapping at him is
bad, but it's the only way to get any information through his big fat head!
...he just looks very impressive, the moonlight bathing him showing all his
curves and bludges. Yargh. A quick shake of the head should get those thoughts
out of my mind, but it doesn't. I have no idea why I'm thinking like this.
Sighing I sit up and rub at my bandages. The mosquitos who chose me earlier
left really nasty bumps on my skin, but luckily my healing process is rather
quick. Even in this density.
I pulled off a bandage and surveyed my wounds. Just as I hoped, clearing.
Suddenly I hear Jumba mumbling in his sleep. He usually did, and it surprised
me what he mumbles sometimes. Everyone's branded him an insane lunatic for what
he's done, but his creations mean a lot to him. They're the only things he's
got in this whole galaxy, like his family.
"Hmmffph, yess... you're beautiful." he mumbles, stroking one hand
over his other as if petting something. "Yes, you are..." I can't
help but smile now and shake my head at him. I then touch my arm, and make a
hiss sound as it still hurts. This seemed to make him stir, and he suddenly sat
up.
"Yah!" I screech, since I had sat closer besides him earlier and
tried to scoot away. But then I realised Jumba was still fast asleep, and
before I could avoid being squashed by him he grabbed me. I was over come with
a mixture of pain, shock and absolute bliss. Not a good combination I might
add.
"Shh my darlink..." he muttered, and stroked one hand over my head
running his fingers over my antennae. This sends a very powerful dose of...
dare I say pleasure running through my muscles and organs. I'd say spine, but
like I said before I have none. The pain slowly slid away, overcome by my other
emotions.
"It's all right..." Jumba cooed gently, laying back down and pulling
me down with him. I ended up on his stomach since you do remember he is much
bigger then me. He kept one arm cooped up around my three legs, the other
continuing to stroke my antennae. Sighing deeply I shut my eyes. This is
wonderful, possibly the only time I'd be held by Jumba in all my life and to
have him whispering such words to me.
Eventually I'm asleep, and as far as I know Jumba kept caressing my antennae
all through the night. And as he did, I had beautiful dreams. Dreams of the two
of us happily together, no Galactic Federation, no alien hunting, no humans no
nothing.
I just hope one day, it will come true for me.
[The End]
