Note from the Author: Hinacentric love. And spell check pissed me off hardcore just now. Another formerly-submitted-now-being-resubmitted fic.
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Lotus Aia: o.O That is an intriguing pairing indeed. :makes a mental note to go searching for random GaaShika fics: I wish someone I know would write one. :completely inconspicuous hinting: Thank you, dahling. And I love your drabbles, but I'm very patient when it comes to you updating – just 'cause it's always good when you do. :huggles:
Roly-Poly
I crouch on the bathroom tile, my arms folded in my lap. A roly-poly lies on its back beside the toilet, kicking its legs in a squirming struggle. I tip it in a quick movement, setting it upright before it has a chance to roll up in panic.
You're just like me, I think as I watch it scurry away. You're harmless, but everyone wants to be rid of you. You don't bite, don't sting, don't issue forth anything poisonous. You don't eat plants, gnaw away the foundations of the house - but we kill you anyway, because we can.
I sigh, watching it struggle up the porcelain base of the toilet, hold my finger out for it, and stand when its legs touch my skin. Taking it outside, I let it crawl onto a leaf beside the porch and sit down, watching it scurry for cover.
You're just like me. You have nothing to offer. All you can do is exist, keeping yourself alive. If you had a voice, you'd be screaming yourself to sleep at night because you're so pathetic - worthless.
I chew on my lip, watching it come toward me across the pavement, settling lightly on my jeans. And then I smile, looking up at the sky. Guess we have to stick together.