Author: Vona
Title: Cowardice
Summary: Part Two of the Emotion series. Broots thoughts on life.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, never will.
Cowardice
Dread. Horror. Panic. Fear is something I'll never get used to. Searching for Jarod is an honor. Working for Miss Parker, not always a pleasure, but not so bad. Sydney, an amazing, although sometimes dark, doctor. Lyle, a man who actually can strike terror in my heart. Oh, if only people knew what I really did up at Blue Cove. I'm not a simple technition. How I wish I was! No, I'm trapped inside a world I don't even begin to fathom, a world I don't want to understand. I do as I'm told. I follow orders. Unfortunately for me, that includes breaking and entering into people's places that would shoot me without a second thought. I'd quit in a heartbeat, if I thought I could with my heart still beating. Or Debbie's. They'd kill her quicker than they'd kill me. My precious daughter would be used as an example to me. I find Jarod, then I can leave. But I don't want to. Jarod is out in the universe, helping humans. Humans that without him would have no one to fight for them. I don't think Miss Parker wants him back, either. Or Sydney. Each and every one of us is secretly rooting for the kind-hearted, deeply wronged genius. Of course we never say that. We'd be killed. We can't even admit it to each other. Life is frightening, particularly mine. Sometimes I wish I could trade it. But usually I don't. Like when Miss Parker, so angry and full of hurt, smiles at me briefly and thanks me for my help. Yes, it's rare, but it does happen. And when Sydney laughs at one of my pathetic attempts at humor. Or when Debbie comes home with an A paper that she achieved all on her own. Also when Jarod ducks out on another one of our sweeper teams, leaving only a red notebook behind. Nope, my life isn't always so hideous. Most of the time I don't even mind it. Except for those times when I think it's about to end. My life gone out like a computer that's just been hit with a virus. Revulsion. Aversion. Worry. Life is wonderful, except for that common emotion that pops up.
Cowardice
Dread. Horror. Panic. Fear is something I'll never get used to. Searching for Jarod is an honor. Working for Miss Parker, not always a pleasure, but not so bad. Sydney, an amazing, although sometimes dark, doctor. Lyle, a man who actually can strike terror in my heart. Oh, if only people knew what I really did up at Blue Cove. I'm not a simple technition. How I wish I was! No, I'm trapped inside a world I don't even begin to fathom, a world I don't want to understand. I do as I'm told. I follow orders. Unfortunately for me, that includes breaking and entering into people's places that would shoot me without a second thought. I'd quit in a heartbeat, if I thought I could with my heart still beating. Or Debbie's. They'd kill her quicker than they'd kill me. My precious daughter would be used as an example to me. I find Jarod, then I can leave. But I don't want to. Jarod is out in the universe, helping humans. Humans that without him would have no one to fight for them. I don't think Miss Parker wants him back, either. Or Sydney. Each and every one of us is secretly rooting for the kind-hearted, deeply wronged genius. Of course we never say that. We'd be killed. We can't even admit it to each other. Life is frightening, particularly mine. Sometimes I wish I could trade it. But usually I don't. Like when Miss Parker, so angry and full of hurt, smiles at me briefly and thanks me for my help. Yes, it's rare, but it does happen. And when Sydney laughs at one of my pathetic attempts at humor. Or when Debbie comes home with an A paper that she achieved all on her own. Also when Jarod ducks out on another one of our sweeper teams, leaving only a red notebook behind. Nope, my life isn't always so hideous. Most of the time I don't even mind it. Except for those times when I think it's about to end. My life gone out like a computer that's just been hit with a virus. Revulsion. Aversion. Worry. Life is wonderful, except for that common emotion that pops up.