If she didn’t see some movement soon, she was going to shoot something. This stillness was eerie. Everything looked so dead when still. She preferred a more vivacious environment, and if she had to liven things up […]
“It’s bad manners to announce yourself like that,” she said with a disgruntled sniff.
“I’ll be sure to keep that in mind when I ever have to do something like this again.”
He sat there, in that godawful slouch like he always did. She sat there like she wanted so badly to scold him about ruining his posture. She would not remind him of the future, though. Even if she did worry about his health, now could not be the time to mention it. Not when he [...]
“I finally fixed the radio!” He announced. Everyone else shared an exasperatedly fond smile.
“That’s good,” one of the others said, “Now we just need a radio station to listen to.”
I would carry this backpack with me forever if I could. If only I could.
“It’s time,” she said. She pointed to the abyss below and nodded.
“Goodbye,” I whispered, and let go of everything I had ever held dear.
“Sometimes, I wish we were alone in the galaxy,” he sighed.
The other paused to consider this.
“It would be easier,” the other said, “but I think I would die of boredom.” The other paused to smirk. “And you wouldn’t want that,” the other said, the same smirk affixed to his face, “Would you?”
“I know I’m not lucky.” she said with a laugh.
“And you’re okay with this?”
“Of course. I prefer to make my own luck. I don’t need to be lucky.”
“Want some juice?”
“No thanks. I’m afraid that my dearest Mommy taught me not to accept drinks from strangers.”
“Oh, but I’m not a stranger.”
“I trust you about as much as one.”
“I just can’t decide if this railroad is a deathtrap, or just deadly. What do you think?”
“Honestly? I think it’s a deathtrap. It just sounds better, yanno?”
“Eh. I suppose. Either way, this won’t end well.”
The girl looked at the cereal flakes curiously and asked “What are these things for?”
Her companion gave her an amused glance.
“This is cereal,” the companion said, “it’s food.”
“Oh,” said the girl, “I’m not used to food that’s already dead.”
“Eh, I suppose it’s habit now.” He said with a shrug.
His partner stared.
“Habit?” he choked out through his shock. “You put a curse on your door out of habit?”
“Yes. Habit. We aren’t so safe as you’d like to think.”
“That isn’t really scientific, you know.” she answered through her giggles.
“Pff. Who needs science? I have laughter.”
The junkyard. She hated it. She hated that damn junkyard more than any other think in her confining world. She would give anything to escape it. She just couldn’t leave. She didn’t have anything to give.
“We’re going to die soon, you know.”
“I know. We’ll die even sooner if we try to leave.”
“Right. Remember the days when all one need to do to get food was to walk to the market and buy it?”
“No. I can’t.”
“I wouldn’t want the world to be certain,” the captain said, “because then my life would be empty.”
Other was confused.
“What do you mean, empty?” said Other.
“I mean that my life would be without meaning” said the captain. “I live for tomorrow, after all.”