I know I should be worried that well one I picked up a child, two its a mermaid, three it's injured, four this child may not understand anything that I might say. Sighing, for the fifth time this whole fucking time! Carefully I laced the child on the couch, as I quickly search for the med kit.
If its bad, I might have to call my (best) friend, Kayna. She is an expert in patching up extrem injuries., while I am the person for lower type of life riskers. Like paper cuts, stubbed toe, broken finger nail, and ect. Finally (the writer is just over using word and making it where I start thinking in deep thoughts) looking under the sink, the bright red med kit laid almost unused in two-ish years.
Returning back, I start taking out the material I would need and start patching up what I know to do. It wasn't that long, but it was long enough that I couldn't answer any of the messages I got from Dave and Sollux. (And maybe a couple from Kayna. You could be wrong... Your not the positive, but whatever.) Without thinking, I left the child in the living room while I walked to my room to chat.
Just my luck, it wasn't even two hours later until I start hearing music in my house. But it isnt anything Strider nor Captor would play. It's almost sad like, traveling down stairs I saw the child laying on the floor in front of the radio, as a song plays. Which was defintally country, it was called "What hurt the most". It wasn't even on for a minute until it was gone and then hard rock played through out the room.
"I've created the sound of madness"
As it played, the child was still starring at it. Almost looking unsure but yet dull. He'll even sad. Like if the world came crashing down on it. Quietly I walked over to it, I knew one wrong move would make it scared, and I didn't want that to happen.
Quietly and casually walked in, and sat next to the child. I could see its bright blue eyes look onto me as I walked by. Turning my head slightly, it was looking directly at me. "What?" A little too rudely from my sassy mouth. Its first reaction was confusion then softly calm down. I am not sure why it's quiet.
Whatever the reason was killing me. Thats when I got up and made us both food, and of course I didn't asked. (And I already knew it was hungry, judging from the blood lost. Duh.)