Disclaimer: violence, language, angst, and possibly hints of yaoi.
Chapter 8
home is where the heart is
somewhere on planet Vort
It was karaoke night in the Thunderhead Bar and a single Irken was on stage getting ready to sing. His antennae twitched in anticipation. His name was Lie. The song was about his family. Though he'd never known his father he knew that his father had been banished and given up on himself but not the farce of a mission he'd been given. Suddenly the speakers blared a slow song of Earthen origin. He'd chosen a song from the planet his father had been exiled to. All the Vortians in the bar looked up at this strange but entrancing song. He began to sing in a way that had all the Vortians listening intently to his words.
Silhouettes above the cradle hold me down,
They won't let me go the wrong way,
Mother taught me all the fables,
told me how all the sinners have to pay but,
I don't want to live like my mother,
I don't want to let fear rule my life,
And I don't want to live like my father,
I don't want to give up before I die,
He works so hard as bones are breaking,
he wore them down,
But long ago he lost the feeling,
His good intentions leave me shaking,
show me how,
I don't ever want to end up like he did,
I don't want to live like my mother,
I don't want to let fear rule my life,
And I don't want to live like my father,
I don't want to give up before I die,
When I have kids,
I won't put any chains on their wrists, I won't,
I'll tell them this,
There's nothing in this world that you can't be if you want it enough,
I don't want to live like my mother,
I don't want to let fear rule my life,
And I don't want to live like my father,
I don't want to give up before I die.
The song ended and every person in the bar stood up and applauded his talent. A few of the females even whistled at him and batted their eyelashes. He walked off stage and was immediately swarmed by women. "Do your parents have names?" an Irken female asked curiously. "I only know my mother's name." She pouted at him since he hadn't answered her question the way she wanted. "I never met an Irken that knew even one of his makers." She smiled coyly.
"Where are you going after this?" She wrapped an arm around around his waist suggestively. He grinned like a cat with all the cream as he noticed his tip can was full. "Earth now that I have enough monies to get there." She looked at him like he'd grown another head. "Where's that?" He nuzzled her cheek and spoke softly. "It's where my family is. It may be nothing like Irk but as the people there would say 'home is where the heart is' I guess in my case it'd be where my spooch is." With that he let go of her and walked out the door.