Wacko's Story

Shi-Shi

Shi-Shi pulled the tinfoil on the muffins back; luckily, the foil seemed to have done its job of keeping the contents of what it covered all fresh and warm, as the little blonde’s culinary creations still seemed to be steaming despite being a few hours old. With a smile on her face, the girl balled the foil up with her right hand and threw it into one of the nearby trashcans, part of her just waiting for Flick to freak out about her having his missing hair clip. It was so fun getting him riled up . . . even if he did tend to live up to his nickname of Flick whenever she went and did this, Shi-Shi wasn’t scared of him, nope. If the world were still a sane place, and the little faerie herself were normal, she would indeed probably suffer from a well-deserved fear of him and not dare to mess with him. . . . But, the world had gone to hell in hand basket—no one was sane anymore~

Though, Shi-Shi had developed enough common sense in her tine of ‘insanity’ to know that Flick wasn’t one of the Matryoshka that wasn’t really necessary to fear. Of the whole bunch of them . . . either Sly or Wacko held that place in her head, of whom to fear most of her ‘family.’ No matter how sweet Sly acted, Shi-Shi was a ninja, a sneaky, nosy thing who lurked about in the shadows of places meant to be private, and came to be rather privy to knowledge best left secret after all~ Still, even if Sly and Wacko were something to fear, Shi-Shi actually held no fright of them in her little heart. Like the rest of the Matryoshka, they were part of the family, and they were people she loved and needed to treat with care, as the ‘mother’ she was.

Quietly, she looked at Glitch as she came on into the compartment herself, looked at the muffins and simply choose to disregard them, this caused Shi-Shi to shrug. Her loss~

But, that was when the girl’s duel colored eyes caught sight of something stirring on the floor of the train car, a person. Smile leaving Shi-Shi’s face, she craned her head over and looked upon this new person with a glint of wonderment in her eyes—it had been ages since last she could remember a new face appearing before the Matryoshka and herself. Face looking serious; sane, the little blonde just quietly observed the person as they moved, then she spotted something that made the mad grin return to her ashen face. Oh~ Shi-Shi spies with her little eyes . . . hair the color of magenta~ she thought, catching sight of the newcomer’s bright and long hair. Magenta; one of Shi-Shi’s most favorite colors. It was the hue of her midriff shirt, and the color in which her amazing black hoodie was accented with.

The girl was tiny, so small and petite~ And young, boy was she young. She even has Shi-Shi beat in looking like a kiddie, her face is still all cute and round with baby fat. Keeping her eyes upon the lass, Shi-Shi observed her looking about frantically, before she shoved herself back into the dimmest corner of the first class compartment. Silly girl seemed to be afraid. Good instincts, given who she’s with. Shi-Shi giggled at this thought. Even with the magenta colored hair piquing Shi-Shi’s interest, the blonde quickly lost her wonderment with her as she remained quiet, and stood to her feet, to her full and short height. If she wasn’t going to talk, then Shi-Shi was bored. . . .

Humming to herself, the little Matryoshka turned her gaze back to her muffins before she heard the door behind her slide on open, and in came the only Matryoshka member Shi-Shi herself was taller than, and one of the few members that she knew was a person to look upon with caution. He was barefoot, as usual, and looking/acting the part of being the innocent and cute member of the group. He looked around the room before eyeing the plate of muffins she was holding onto. A bit of a snide smile happened upon the blonde’s face at that—she didn’t fear Sly at all, even if she should have.
”Can I… Can I have one?” he asked her, turning his gaze to her expectantly.

To this Shi-Shi giggled just a little bit with a cute smile all her own. Insane or not, he should have known by now that anything that she cooked was always, always for all the Matryoshka, and not just herself. “Of course Sly can have one, Shi-Shi always makes food for us all and not just herself. Remember~? She doesn’t want anyone in her family starving!”[/b]

Just as she finished speaking though, Shi-Shi was suddenly knocked to the ground—she didn’t scream or shriek in shock though, because she knew it was coming eventually. It all had just depended when Flick, well, ‘flicked.’ There was a hand on her throat, squeezing it just enough to give a little bit of pressure, and to this the blonde opened her eyes up and cracked a smile, even laughed a bit. ”I believe you have something that’s mine~!” he half sang, a wicked and insane grin upon his face. And while most people would have been frightened by that look, it was something Shi-Shi was very accustomed to. After all, snatching Flick’s hair clips was a part of the routine she performed in order to make sure that she was still a part of the earthly realm, and to make sure her faerie self had not slipped off into another dimension.

Before she could even blink or realize what happened though, the hair clip was removed from her bangs and replaced by something, well . . . that was new. Realizing this, the smile vanished from Shi-Shi’s face as she just blinked in genuine surprise. Normally, Flick went on to tell her off and go on a tangent, not. . . . She was expecting to get more of a rise from him, and not for the hair clip to be replaced by something else. One of Shi-Shi’s gloved hands wandered up to her ponytailed bangs, and lightly clutched onto the ornaments attached to the hair bands as her eyes turned upward, a look of curiosity upon her features. Why is today different? she asked herself.

Shi-Shi still lay on the floor of the first class compartment, trying to look at the ornaments with no success before she heard Flick speak again, having ceased pinning her down as he had. ”It costs me money to buy you those things, y’know. Money.” It sort of sounded like he was chiding her, which made Shi-Shi pout—it wasn’t his place to chide her! No, it was her job to do that to the others as she was the mother of the group. . . ! Why was today different from normal? Ordinarily, Flick would have just taken back his hair clip, and she would have been left giggling as he freaked out at her for it, and she would just go off looking for something new to put her bangs up with. But he’d gone and bought her something to keep her bangs up with???

Still with a pout on her face, Shi-Shi realized that Flick was forcing her back to her feet with his free hand. She stood up, and forgot about the food she had prepared that morning, that Flick had apparently grabbed onto at some point in lunging at her. An irked expression upon her face, Shi-Shi felt her face go a little bit red as she found herself flustered by the fact that things had not gone as normal. During this whole event, it seemed Wacko had entered the quarters, but Shi-Shi had failed to notice this.

A whine came from her throat as she frowned, What was that all about? Why didn’t Flick just yell at Shi-Shi like he always does? she thought to herself. The girl’s brain sat upon these sorts of thoughts for the next moments and minutes, and she partly missed everything that was going on around her as she grumbled mentally about things not being normal.

"Judging by the fact that she's staying in her corner instead of walking towards the crazy people suggest she has some sort of grasp on the subject Right Twilla?” Shi-Shi looked up though, and was stirred from her thoughts as the Leader spoke to the newcomer. The quiet girl with the interesting magenta hair. So, her name was Twilla?

Even learning the girl’s name was not enough to prevent Shi-Shi’s mind from dwelling upon the fact that today had not been normal, as she wanted it to be. Flick’s little new hair band stunt with her was only being met with feelings of annoyance and questioning. A mischievous smile floated on over the girl’s features though, that glint of silliness happened over her face as well as she suddenly moved lithely across the dim compartment, doing so in a manner that would escape the attention of those not paying heed to her.

Shi-Shi was bored . . . and she felt like glomping someone. Her target? Well, for the moment, she deemed Flick the most appropriate target, given that he hadn’t made things go like they should have. With no warning, she clung onto the Elmo-hoodie wearing Matryoshka, laughing.

“Of course Sly can have one, Shi-Shi always makes food for us all and not just herself. Remember~? She doesn’t want anyone in her family starving!”

Oh, how he hated it when the stupid girl talked in third-person, only three years old, who had yet to learn the one syllable word "I", would ever do that. Sly sometimes wondered if she talked in such a tone naturally or if she did it on purpose. If she did the latter, however, Sly would only have to realise that he brought it on himself. Curse his puny body. It did give him a secure position in the family however; most wouldn't suspect a child. Anger flashed across his brown eyes before he returned to his previous self. His eyes rounded over and he gratefully placed a muffin in his trembling palms.

"Thank you, Shi-Shi!" Squealed Sly and nodded at her, a beaming smile placed on his face. He then dropped himself to one of the empty seats and quietly nibbled on one of the edges. Sly would wait until it had cooled down a bit, he wouldn't want his precious little tongue to be burnt off. Nobody would want that, would they? He watched each of the individuals in the room, they all had their own traits that set them apart as insane; whether it be extreme anti-social behaviour or sudden mood swings. He shook his head and pondered why he had ever agreed to join this group of... freaks. There were obvious reasons - such as a meat-shield whenever he needed it - but the only thing that dragged him back, Sly guessed, was Teddy, There was something about the Leader that made him actually likeable. If Sly rated the people in the room on the chance of him pummelling them to death, the boy would guess that Teddy would've been the hardest to even lay a hand on. Despite each of the Matryoshkas to be rather messed up, at least the Leader's movements were the slight of unpredictable.

He watched Shi-Shi and Flick wrestle with one another. Glitch fiddle with yet another of her gadgets. It was normal activity in the abandoned train. This was probably one of the reasons why he would sometimes go on a random killing spree, like the small episode earlier this morning; just to bring back the drop of sanity he still had managed to keep for how many years. In Illista, madness was infectious.

Despite living with the group for so long, Sly understood that there were still blank spaces where there was to be information he was supposed to know but obviously didn't. Their history, especially. How where they suppose to be a family when they barely shared details between them? The small boy mentally shook his head and continued to munch on his muffin. If he knew just a tiny bit more, maybe he could find their weak spots and crawl into the most darkest parts of their beings. Sly favoured blackmail, it was a nice manipulative method, but recently there had been no reason to do so.

Sly quickly gobbled up the rest of the muffin and found that there was very little else to do except wait for his stomach to digest the food. He decided to use this time to look at each person more closely instead. Shi-Shi and Flick were of no problem to him, they seemed naive and Sly felt no tension between him and them. It was obvious that they may had have some ideas about Sly's true image but they probably didn't feel the need to point this out.

His gaze then moved wearily to Glitch. If he didn't have to fear about his cover being blown, he would've have snorted. She was an odd Matryoshka, she seemed to prefer her electronics rather than other people. But Sly knew not to underestimate the quiet ones, they were usually the ones who judged the rest of us and categorized them in their own little sections. Maybe she silently criticized the others like himself. He frowned, wondering what she thought of him.

His attention then drifted to the door when it opened to reveal Wacko who bypassed Shi-Shi's muffins and then brought up a conversation with Teddy referring to the unfamiliar girl in the corner. This then caused Sly to focus on the girl as well, his eyebrows knitted together when the first thing that he noticed was the colour of her long locks.
Great, another person with weird-coloured hair.
But she looked shaken, so he decided to lay off for a while; even Sly understood that it was unreasonable to denounce a person he barely knew. Instead, a swarm of questions fluttered into his brain. This always happened when new arrivals came, no-one could mistake Sly's thirst for knowledge. He reminded himself to talk to the girl as well once Teddy was finished with her.

Sly jumped in fright when he saw the hulking mass, that was Wacko, jump in his direction and then land directly in front of the small boy. A surprised expression crept onto his youthful face before he started to giggle; the man’s unnatural speed always caught him off guard. Wacko’s palm was only centimetres away from Sly’s button nose but he had grown used to this strange form of greeting. It was rather dramatic, but logic and reason rarely boarded the abandoned train. Of course, Sly knew that Wacko hated it when he laughed about this. How could a child understand the way an adult’s mind worked? The giggle then slowly faded into a hiccup and then to nothing. Eyes only full of youth replaced it instead.

“Heehee, hello Wacko!” Said Sly and then waved just as vigorously. His eyes then rounded over and he stared at the man shell-shocked, “Wha- What? I didn’t eat it too quick... Did I?”

His lip quivered and he carefully placed his hand around his fragile neck, all he could feel was his Adam’s apple and the throb of his heart. Surely he had digested it by now, right? Once Wacko had finished shouting at Glitch, the man then reverted his attention back to Sly and did his signature smile; a shaky grin that always expressed hysteria. The boy looked at him curiously before catching onto what it meant. He had just been joking. He was joking about me choking. With this thought, Sly’s mouth then also twitched into a smile and he waved cheerily to Wacko’s back as he made his leave.

Sly’s ears then perked up when he heard Teddy introduce of them individually, Sly was the last in this list and once he heard his name, he jerked his head towards the girl and then stretched his hand high into the air; as if the man was calling out some kind of register. Once the Leader had ushered Twilla onto the couch, Sly immediately leapt from his own and padded towards her. He used his right hand to hold onto the large sleeve of his left and then looked up shyly at the girl.

“Um, hallo...” Murmured Sly timidly and then did a double-take. Hold up. This is my territory. He then waggled head – which caused some of the wavy tendrils to fall in his line of vision – as if activating his confidence,” Twilla... Twilla! I think it’s a really nice name...! I wonder why Teddy gave me such an evil-sounding one...”

Here, he then flitted his attention to the man on the opposite side of the couch. He gave him a hardened ook that expressed a warning before sliding them back to the pink-haired girl.

“Maybe it’s because... Um...” Sly paused, he pressed his index finger on his bottom lip and he looked up at the ceiling. He then suddenly stretched out an awkward grin; his eyes sparkling excitement, “Because... I’m super good at hide-and-seek!”

With this, he dropped to his feet before appearing behind the couch. He pulled at the new girl’s ear before leaping over and sitting beside her. Giddiness had seemed to override every limb in his body so he was practically bouncing on the seat, “Haha, seeee!” He then pulled his calves in so he could cross his legs.

“But, but yeah! Teddy Bear is right. We-won’t-hurt-you! ” He giggled before abruptly standing up on the couch. It didn’t do much for his height - because his feet only sank into the cushion – so he stepped on his tiptoes and stretched his arms as high as possible.

“I want ice-creeaamm!” Screeched Sly in a shrill voice, a reply to Shi-Shi’s question.

Glitch

Glitch glared at Wacko as he left the train. Honestly, who did he think he was, telling her of all people that computer screens were bad for your eyes. She came to the realisation that she was in a bad mood and wasn't surprised, the syndrome attack would have been enough to set her off anyway but now there were just too many people near her, considering the fact that two of them were Shi-shi and Flick, it was a surprise she didn't have a migraine.

"I swear, if I don't get to go soon then I'm going to explode," she thought to herself, tightening her mask.

She rolled her eyes in disbelief as Sly began to speak to the new girl, the display was so sickeningly sweet that she feared she would soon have cavities. The new girl couldn't seriously be buying the act but then again, she like most people, probably would. Without even waiting to see what Twilla actually thought of Sly, she concluded that the girl was a moron.

"How I would love for the world to not be full of idiots," she muttered to nobody in particular before turning her attention to Flick.

The redhead was playing with the leader's ponytail in a way that reminded her of a cat, the sight made her twinge. Standing up she walked over to the new girl, pushing Flick out of the way before standing next to the leader.

"Honestly Flick," she said, "What are you? Five?"

All this she said as if he wasn't even worth the effort to speak which in her opinion, he wasn't. She then turned her attention to Twilla, staring deep into her eyes, she was sure that she wasn't going to like her but then again, she didn't like anyone.

"Like Teddy and Sly have said, nobody will hurt you," she grumbled, "However, in my case this is only true if you stay out of my way."

Satisfied that the girl now knew where she stood, Glitch turned away and headed back to her seat. It was really too hot today to be wearing black but then again, her outfit was one of the few things that she felt comfortable in, the drawback was that unlike the others, she had nothing to unzip or take off if it got too warm for her, the only thing she could remove was her mask and that would never happen while she was around the other Matryoshka's. She had just about reached her seat when the walls began to flex in and out as if seen in a funhouse mirror. All the others seemed to be miles away, they looked so small, like dolls.

"Oh no, not again!" she groaned, dropping to her knees.

This time she was shrinking, she felt herself get smaller and smaller untill she was sure there was nothing left despite the fact that she knew it was impossible to shrink. Her eyes widened as figures seemed to detatch from the wall and shuffle towards her like zombies, she grew even more frightened when the pacman hairtie in Shi-shi's hair seemed to enlarge and come to life, floating towards her with it's big mouth gaping. As Pacman swallowed her she closed her eyes, opening them what could only have been a few minutes later but had felt like hours to find herself crouched by her seat, contorted into the smallest shape possible.

"Well that couldn't have happened at a worse time," she thought to herself.

She was sure now that they would replaced her seeing as they had found out about her secret flaw but then another thought popped into her mind, perhaps they had always known and had been planning to replace her with Twilla which was why the girl had been there in the first place. She was sure of it, this had to be the reason, now they would cast her out to fend for herself. She glared hatefully at Twilla, trying to portray exactly how she felt at that moment, wishing that looks could kill but much to her annoyance, the girl kept breathing.

"This is all your fault," thought Glitch as she stomped away to her compartment where she tore off her mask. Waiting for the news she knew was coming.