I just took a random 3 hour nap and I am feeling much more rejuvenated for this next drabble! Truth be told, I may only have this one and one other but that does not mean I am afraid I will not get done. Still terrified that it will not happen. However I will stay strong for everyone!

I wanted to let everyone know that the reason I am adding a small amount of angst into my story with the last chapter and this one was because it was far too sweet and Angst is needed for everyday life. Besides I almost puked from all the fluffiness I write everyday. There needed to be a change for once.

Anyway thanks for all of the reads and reviews. Means a lot and please keep it up!

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Prompt: Alone

Pairing: Caboose/Wash

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Growing up Wash was alone. He grew up in a small town in Oregon with high expectations from him as he aged on. His father had always wanted him to get his good education and join the army like his Dad did. Even though he had his mother and father there to push him further, to make him strive to be the best he can be, he had nobody in his life that loved him for himself.

Wash spent all of his time growing up by himself, wondering what the future in the army would serve him. Would he finally have friends and a family then? At the time Wash's father refused to recognize Wash as his son as long as Wash was not in the army. Everyday his dad would look at him and wonder when he was going to more forward in his life. He also had no friends, most people didn't think much of him and choose to ignore him on a daily basis. Wash was alone.

Even when he had first joined the army, he had never got the attention he had wanted from his father. His dad wouldn't even look at him for the most part even though Wash had done everything he could to get his approval in life. All his dad would ever do is sit around and write letters to someone but never send them.

At first Wash was devastated when his father had not shown him the love he was so desperately craving. After awhile he learned to deal with it, but at first it was just the worst. Wash would pray and hope that his dad would write to him while he was at camp, write and tell him how proud he was of Wash, how much he loved Wash. However the letters never came and the ex-Freelancer had to learn to accept that no matter what did in his life, he would be alone. Nothing ever changed for someone like him. Wash knew that he would never get the love and support he wanted from his dad, but trying all of his life for it and never getting it, was much more crushing than Wash would like to admit.

Even though his Father never really loved him, that didn't mean Wash didn't have a family. After joining Project Freelancer, he had friends and the family he had always wanted. For once he was content with his life. He wasn't alone.

However he was. In the end Wash knew that things changed and that his prefect family would not last. Like he expected, everything began to crumble. Slowly one by one, his friends-his family would be killed off. Just like that, he was once again alone. The worst part in all of this, was that he expected everything to be perfect. He had his friends, the other Freelancers and once he was going to get his A.I he knew he wouldn't be alone. It's impossible to be alone when there is someone else in your head with you.

When Wash got his A.I, that was the official time everything started to crumble, including his mind. As Epsilon went on and killed himself in Wash's head, there was no escaping the insanity that came along with it. Soon Wash was declared unfit to go on missions. From there he watched as his friends left for missions and never returned. It was the worst anxiousness waiting to see if anyone would come back in the first place. After awhile Wash was put in the Recovery Program.

He was forced to go out and find his fallen friends, he was forced to remind himself that he was alone in this world and that was just how it had to be. No matter what he did, there was no one there for him. Wash knew better than to get attached.

That however could not stop him. On the search for the Meta, or his former friend Maine, Wash had met the most interesting bunch of people and once again Wash felt like there was someone there. Wash this time was cautious. He tried his best not to get attached to anyone there, knowing in the end they would leave and yet again, he would be alone. That's just what happened as well. Before he knew it, he was in prison for helping the Reds and Blues. He was left to wonder if he had made such an impact on their lives as they did for him.

Wash was sure that it would be the last time he saw them. However that was not the case. Although Wash would be forced to turn on them, it was all for a good purpose. He couldn't stay in jail. He was alone there. It's not like the Reds and Blues had meant anything to him anyway. Only they had. Maybe the Reds and Blues were the most important people in his life. Maybe that's why he fought so hard to protect them in the end.

Maybe sticking with them wasn't the best idea anyway. That had landed him in the middle of nowhere, in a valley were no one would find them. Maybe it wasn't so bad though. Through their adventures Wash found his true friends and family. Wash found his love. Wash was no longer alone.

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This was kind of sad writing but I had fun none the less. Last weekend there was a movie that came on in place of my favorite Anime's. The movie was this great thing called Summer Wars and since it came on Saturday, I have watched it 6 almost 7 times in like 3-4 days. I am obsessed with it.

Maybe that is why I am so distracted while typing. All I want to do is watch that movie. I am completely serious too. I am crazed about King Kazma. HELP ME!

Anyway! Review!

Next Prompt: Lights

Next Pairing: Caboose/Wash

If you want to know my process for choosing the next drabble this is what I do. I think about random things, sometimes I will look around my house to write about(such as Lights, Baking, things like that). Some I get from indirect request. For the most part they are just something that comes to my head randomly. Some are planned too. (Like Camping and Alone). That's how I come up with my drabbles!