Motorcity Fic: The Man
Nov. 16th, 2012 02:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ladychevyWell... first Motorcity ficlet-type thing that I actually have written instead of just thinking about it. Naturally, it's complete fuckin' disaster... Oh well, feedback is appreciated. Enjoy.
"So, this is all you do? Just watch cartoons and follow that Kane guy around?"
Tooley focused on the screen in front of him, trying desperately to ignore the man hovering over his shoulder. The one that no one else seemed to notice. He didn't see how they didn't. He stood out in Deluxe. Big time. A tall, blond guy, blue shirt, dark blue jeans, silver belt buckle. Completely out of place here.
"Go away," he muttered.
"Not until you listen. You're off the track, kiddo. Real far off."
"No. I'm not. Go away." Tooley's voice lowered to just above a whisper. There was a camera there. He didn't want to seem like he was talking to himself. He already got in trouble for it once. Mr. Kane still had him seeing that psycho-lady.
"Shows how much you know. I ain't goin' nowhere."
Tooley didn't say anything. He wasn't going to argue anymore. Who or whatever this guy was, he wasn't going to keep arguing. It wouldn't do any good. Psycho-lady said that acknowledging him would only make things worse. She said to ignore him, don't give him any thought. That ignoring him would make him go away.
Hopefully, she had a better idea. Because it wasn't working. He wasn't going anywhere. And ignoring him was getting harder...
"You'll see I'm right one day. Hopefully, there'll still be time then."
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Okie doke. Looking back on this, it doesn't make a lot of sense unless you know the headcanon I'm working from... Well, I'm going to try to write some more. Maybe if I write a few more connected fics, things will clear up...
"So, this is all you do? Just watch cartoons and follow that Kane guy around?"
Tooley focused on the screen in front of him, trying desperately to ignore the man hovering over his shoulder. The one that no one else seemed to notice. He didn't see how they didn't. He stood out in Deluxe. Big time. A tall, blond guy, blue shirt, dark blue jeans, silver belt buckle. Completely out of place here.
"Go away," he muttered.
"Not until you listen. You're off the track, kiddo. Real far off."
"No. I'm not. Go away." Tooley's voice lowered to just above a whisper. There was a camera there. He didn't want to seem like he was talking to himself. He already got in trouble for it once. Mr. Kane still had him seeing that psycho-lady.
"Shows how much you know. I ain't goin' nowhere."
Tooley didn't say anything. He wasn't going to argue anymore. Who or whatever this guy was, he wasn't going to keep arguing. It wouldn't do any good. Psycho-lady said that acknowledging him would only make things worse. She said to ignore him, don't give him any thought. That ignoring him would make him go away.
Hopefully, she had a better idea. Because it wasn't working. He wasn't going anywhere. And ignoring him was getting harder...
"You'll see I'm right one day. Hopefully, there'll still be time then."
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Okie doke. Looking back on this, it doesn't make a lot of sense unless you know the headcanon I'm working from... Well, I'm going to try to write some more. Maybe if I write a few more connected fics, things will clear up...
