Outside, Ly was reading a Happy Noodle Boy comic, with the aid of a pen-
sized flashlight. She tried to keep her laughter to a minimum, so as not
to wake anyone in the neighborhood prematurely. On her little outing, she
had bought a taquito (just to see what Gir was making all the fuss about),
had re-dyed her hair to a lovely shade of ketchup-red (because her auburn
roots where beginning to show), and had traded one of Gaz's knives to an
insane bum for the Happy Noodle Boy comic she was currently reading. She
had yet to notice the author's name.
Ly was going to go home, then come back later on in the day, but it was nice out and she had nothing else to do. So she waited, and waited, and waited some more. She waited until the sun had chased away all visible signs of night, about 7 a.m. Just as she finished reading the comic for the five millionth time, she heard a door open and shut, with a small voice coming from that direction.
"Don't be silly, Shmee. Homeless people don't burn. I bet she's just lost. She won't wanna stay lost when the scary neighbor man tries to help her, though."
Ly got quickly to her knees and peeked around the corner. Peeking back at her were two sets of eyes; one set were huge and fearful, and the others were sewn on.
The little boy jumped back, not expecting to see anyone so closely, and whooshed back inside.
"SQUEE!! NO!! Don't eat ma brains!!"
Ly reprimanded herself silently and tried to go after the boy.
"No no, it's alright! Todd, don't.I didn't mean to scare you! Come back, Todd."
She kept herself outside, not daring to follow Squee inside.
A few seconds later, a man slammed out of the door, startling Ly.
"What do you want? You want-Oh good God. What the Hell are you doing here?? Get away! Get away before I call the cops! And take the kid with you!"
At this point, the jerk (A.N: Please pardon the author's judementalness here.) turned around to give Squee the full volume of his bellow.
"Todd!! Get out here!!"
But Ly ran away as fast as she could before Squee had a chance to come back out. She ran until she was out of the house's sight, stopping at a local coffee shop.
Ly was going to go home, then come back later on in the day, but it was nice out and she had nothing else to do. So she waited, and waited, and waited some more. She waited until the sun had chased away all visible signs of night, about 7 a.m. Just as she finished reading the comic for the five millionth time, she heard a door open and shut, with a small voice coming from that direction.
"Don't be silly, Shmee. Homeless people don't burn. I bet she's just lost. She won't wanna stay lost when the scary neighbor man tries to help her, though."
Ly got quickly to her knees and peeked around the corner. Peeking back at her were two sets of eyes; one set were huge and fearful, and the others were sewn on.
The little boy jumped back, not expecting to see anyone so closely, and whooshed back inside.
"SQUEE!! NO!! Don't eat ma brains!!"
Ly reprimanded herself silently and tried to go after the boy.
"No no, it's alright! Todd, don't.I didn't mean to scare you! Come back, Todd."
She kept herself outside, not daring to follow Squee inside.
A few seconds later, a man slammed out of the door, startling Ly.
"What do you want? You want-Oh good God. What the Hell are you doing here?? Get away! Get away before I call the cops! And take the kid with you!"
At this point, the jerk (A.N: Please pardon the author's judementalness here.) turned around to give Squee the full volume of his bellow.
"Todd!! Get out here!!"
But Ly ran away as fast as she could before Squee had a chance to come back out. She ran until she was out of the house's sight, stopping at a local coffee shop.