This is (I think) the very first Kyle XY fanfic! I'm so excited! I had a hard time choosing what topic to write about, but I think I made a pretty good choice. This show is one of my favorites now, sneaking up just behind Supernatural. Ooh! I might write more if you guys really like it.

OneShot: Kyle POV

Disclaimer: Kyle XY is the subject of this story, may he shine with all his glory. Although I may claim this story as mine, Kyle's show is ABC Family's very own design.

Laughter

Why do we laugh? Is it simply a reaction to an inconsequential event on someone else's behalf? Or is it merely a way of relieving stress? Since I've housed myself in the Trager family, it's been a question that suddenly occurred to me while I came upon Josh watching a show which I later learned was titled "Seinfeld."

It first caught my attention while I was in the kitchen where Nicole had prepared a pizza for dinner. All the while, I could hear the televised conversation continue and Josh's reaction to a simplistic form of dialog. Curiosity getting the best of me, I got off my seat and proceeded into the living room.

All I could hear was quiet mumbling and then Josh cackling loudly over the miniscule people on the screen. From previous encounters with this form of entertainment, I'd learned that these people did not, in fact, live inside the large black box but instead were projected onto the plasma display by billions of tiny little pixels pieced together by a signal which is then interpreted by our brains.

Cocking my head to the side, I inspected the scene and discovered it to be no more than four people conversing in a small room. What was humorous here? Nothing remarkable jumped out at me, other than complex mathematical equations in the order and formation of the pixels.

During the lapse of time, Josh suddenly noticed my presence behind him. Starting, he nearly jumped into the air, "Oh! Kyle." He observed the path of my gaze and followed it to the television, "You like it? Wanna watch it?"

He patted the couch next to him and scooted to the far side. "It's a classic," he added, turning his attention back to the set.

I circled around the couch and sat down, still gazing curiously at the television screen. Suddenly, Stephen appeared from the entry hall, carrying his laptop case along with him. He had just arrived home from the office. "Ooh! Seinfeld!" he said, loosening his work tie.

"Yeah, it's just started," Josh said over his shoulder.

Stephen plopped down on the love seat and rested his elbows on his knees.

"Elaine, he's a male bimbo. He's a mimbo!" one of the men said and at once both of the male Tragers erupted in impetuous laughter.

Raising my eyebrows quizzically, I instead regarded them with interest. It was far more entertaining to watch a human reaction.

Stephen suddenly saw me staring at the both of them and he paused, "It's... funny, Kyle. It's called a sitcom. A comedy. It makes us laugh."

"What is laughter?" I asked.

At this point I knew I had stumped yet another Trager with one of my questions. "Well... laughter. It-- uhh... it's what you do when you think something is funny."

"But what is 'funny'?" I asked again.

Stephen stared at me for a moment, lost in his own train of thought. He was trying to come up with a definition to something that human beings come into contact with every day.

"I... I don't know," Stephen finally admitted.

From what I had gathered, laughter was a rhythmic, vocalized, expiratory, and involuntary action. But how does one explain what causes it? How can something so simple be so difficult to decipher?

Suddenly, the television caught my attention again. One of the characters was hissing through his teeth, "Hello, Newman," and for some reason, it seemed-- no other word to explain it-- amusing.

A smile cracked into my cheeks. It was no more than a reaction of the human mind. Something spontaneous and pleasurable; a complete anomaly in the human mind. For the first time, I understood what "funny" was.

It was bliss.

Read and review please! I want to know what you guys think. If you guys review (and like it) a lot, I might even turn this into a Drabble where I go on and on about random topics.

Constructive criticism is welcomed.