Raven:…Invader jrek, I never put that sign up…
Wait a minute…
TANYA!
Tanya: Hee, hee! I'm here to bring you happiness and bunnies!
Raven: Well… That explains the 'have a nice day'. Why did you have to come? I own nothing.
Chapter two
Johnny sat in the chair in Doctor England's office, bemused smile on his face as always. These visits had been going on for a while now. Doctor England seemed uncertain of what to think of this incredibly thin insomniac.
"Have you slept at all since our previous visit?" Dr. England asked, although it was clear she already knew.
"No. Hell, I've hardly eaten since our last visit."
"Hardly eaten? Not a thing?"
"Eh, I had a few Churros." He shrugged noncommittally. "Oh, and a cherry Brainfreezy."
The doctor raised an eyebrow quizzically.
"No sleep, almost no food, you never cease to amaze."
"The fact that you're amazed is the only thing that's amazing me right now." Nny chuckled. "What I can't understand is how people have trouble grasping the concept of a person pushing aside their needs and training their bodies to go for long periods without food or sleep." He leaned forward, resting his head on his palm and his elbow on his knee. "Surely I can't be the only person who does this. Monks, for example go much in the same way."
Dr. England uncertainly tilted her head to the side.
"…I…see…"
"Once again, no you don't"
"Correct." Dr. England admitted, a hint of a smile coming around the corners of her mouth.
"I suppose I 'deprive' myself of sleep and the like because it separates me from people, who I detest."
"Then why are you here instead of locked up in your house where you can avoid people?"
"She has you there Nny." The Reverend snickered in his head.
"Hmm… Entertainment. Pure and simple, I volunteer for my own amusement."
Dr. England raised an eyebrow. Again.
"That's it? No ulterior motives or anything?"
"Well, they offered me free food. By the way, tell the staff that if they do that again, I will stuff their heads up a vending machine. I swear that it's poison."
"I'll…keep that in mind."
"Thank you." Johnny shuddered. He could still taste the horror… luckily; the churros and Brainfreezy had helped wash it down.
"At any rate, is there anything else you wish to ask me about?"
"Who the hell are you really?" Dr. England asked. "And don't just give me a name. I would highly appreciate it if I knew."
"No." Johnny said, shaking his head. "You wouldn't. Trust me. No one would. Well, almost…"
The doctor watched him suspiciously.
"Um… That makes me believe you have some criminal record."
Nny shook his head. "No records at all actually. If you were to look in any files except for the one that you have, they would be fairly empty."
"What the hell does that mean? Surely there's some kind of records, birth certificates, ID, driver's license…"
"Well, driver's license, yes. I haven't got anything else."
"Nothing at all?"
Johnny sighed. "What did I just say?"
Dr. England nervously tapped her pencil against her clipboard.
"W-well… Um… Oh, I see our time is up." She stammered, glancing at a clock on her desk. "I-it's been… interesting."
Johnny nodded and stood with a quirked smile on his face. He turned and left, the soft clicking of his steel-toed boots against the ground the only sound he made.
End of chapter. How was it?