Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Silver Moon ❯ A visit from Roga ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: whasnewpuzycat 
OOO the first chapter!!!!
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Cyberpunk / Sci-fi | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.30.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 382 | Visits: 136 | Status: Work In Progress
OOO the first chapter!!!!
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Cyberpunk / Sci-fi | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.30.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 382 | Visits: 136 | Status: Work In Progress
The suns rays entered his eyes, making him jump. Morning came fast today. "Posche...wakey-wakey eggs and bakey." MOTHER called from downstairs. Normally she didn’t cook, except on the weekends when FATHER was off of work. Must be a holiday he thought.
"Hmm...Wakey-wakey...bootie shaky. That’s more like it." Posche joked. "Posche honey breakfast will get cold." MOTHER cried out. He wasn’t really hungry, but he had to find out why she wasted time cooking when FATHER was already gone. He slipped on his clothes and proceeded down the stairs. MOTHER greeted him smiling and holding his plate. He grabbed his plate and proceeded to the table.
"Long time no see, nephew." a voice called out. He turned slowly. "Glad to see me, Poschecanalya?" He slammed his plate onto the table. "Don’t call me that. Don’t call me anything! EVER!!" He shouted. He ran past MOTHER back up to his room. MOTHER followed. Posche slammed the door behind him. he put his back against the door. "Roga..." MOTHER placed her hands on the door. "Posche honey...please your food will get cold" she pleaded. "I’m not hungry!" he said angrily. "O-okay...at least talk to him...you know.... he loves you honey...don’t you?" he paused. "What do you know about love MOTHER...you’re just a robot...just like FATHER...and it’s all his damn fault!" MOTHER backed away from the door slowly. Posche took a deep breathe. "I’m sorry MOTHER...forget I said anything" "Uh...yes...MEMORYARCHIVE 7:00-7:17...ERASED"
There was a long pause. "Posche..." "Yes MOTHER?" "...wakey-wakey eggs and bakey."
Another long pause, this time from Posche. "Posche?" no answer. MOTHER slowly pushed open the door.
Posche had already left. The window was open and his bike was gone. MOTHER walked downstairs. Roga
looked out the window. "he’s...not coming is he...?" he asked. MOTHER shook her head. Roga picked up his hat and proceeded to the door. "Oh...do me a favor and forget I was here ok?" MOTHER shook her head.
"MEMORYARCHIVE..."
"Hmm...Wakey-wakey...bootie shaky. That’s more like it." Posche joked. "Posche honey breakfast will get cold." MOTHER cried out. He wasn’t really hungry, but he had to find out why she wasted time cooking when FATHER was already gone. He slipped on his clothes and proceeded down the stairs. MOTHER greeted him smiling and holding his plate. He grabbed his plate and proceeded to the table.
"Long time no see, nephew." a voice called out. He turned slowly. "Glad to see me, Poschecanalya?" He slammed his plate onto the table. "Don’t call me that. Don’t call me anything! EVER!!" He shouted. He ran past MOTHER back up to his room. MOTHER followed. Posche slammed the door behind him. he put his back against the door. "Roga..." MOTHER placed her hands on the door. "Posche honey...please your food will get cold" she pleaded. "I’m not hungry!" he said angrily. "O-okay...at least talk to him...you know.... he loves you honey...don’t you?" he paused. "What do you know about love MOTHER...you’re just a robot...just like FATHER...and it’s all his damn fault!" MOTHER backed away from the door slowly. Posche took a deep breathe. "I’m sorry MOTHER...forget I said anything" "Uh...yes...MEMORYARCHIVE 7:00-7:17...ERASED"
There was a long pause. "Posche..." "Yes MOTHER?" "...wakey-wakey eggs and bakey."
Another long pause, this time from Posche. "Posche?" no answer. MOTHER slowly pushed open the door.
Posche had already left. The window was open and his bike was gone. MOTHER walked downstairs. Roga
looked out the window. "he’s...not coming is he...?" he asked. MOTHER shook her head. Roga picked up his hat and proceeded to the door. "Oh...do me a favor and forget I was here ok?" MOTHER shook her head.
"MEMORYARCHIVE..."
Silver Moon