Post by Cocoona Larvana on Apr 7, 2024 23:06:35 GMT -5
"...this isn't the most outlandish thing that I've heard of this month, but I won't quite rule out the possibility to a gas leak. Let's recap your grievances one more time, and slowly."
As a young Mothera, Cocoona spent a lot of time in their civilization's equivalent of the boy scouts, constantly scuttling around Doptera to pick up trash and hand out bottles of nectar. The vast majority of their peers saw it as pure drudgery, but Cocoona seemed to genuinely enjoy such activities--enough so that once they had really started to commit themselves to reaching the stars, community service was the first hobby to go. In retrospect, the alien had to wonder if decisions like that were a part of why life so often felt so grim--but in any case, here they were, decades later, doing the exact same thing. Except just a tad bit weirder.
"You think I'm crazy or something, mothboy?" the short, well-dressed and incredibly annoyed old man pouted at Cocoona in front of their swanky mansion. "I know what happened! That devilish little fairy--"
"--that was two inches tall--"
"--has been messing with me for a while now! Messing with pipes...destroying my gardens...pranking me while I'm in the middle of a shower! Me, in my own mansion! It was only today that I've been able to catch her--him--it--in the middle of their pranks! But that git's still 'round here--you're an alien! You've gotta go get 'em!"
"Oh, r-really? Good on you, sir," Cocoona replied, trying to hide the amusement in their androgenous, ethereal tone and failing to do almost immediately; the natural echo in their voice made masking chuckles different. "But this prankster is also apparently an angel? An immortal deity smaller than a ruler that decided to terrorize you in particular?"
The alien sighed whilst their client nodded furiously, wondering if this was really the best way to spend their time. It was definitely easier than, say, fighting for life and limb against psychopathic bounty hunters...but at least that felt meaningful?
'...then again, I should be helping him for the sake of it,' they thought internally, filing out fake paperwork to appease the elderly man in front of them. 'Looking for some sort of grand meaning in everything's just going to kill me for the third damn time. I should be like Ayu and just wander a little bit sometimes!'
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?"
'...though this one's annoying.'
Taking a deep breath, Cocoona prepared to end their conversation. "Apologies, sir, I was only noting down this report for later. It sounds like you've done a, how you say, bang-up job handling this problem. But if you're that sure they're still around, then they'll have noticed me be now. Observe..."
Cocoona flexed their energy a little, creating a soft, green aura around them to their client's bewilderment. "Oh, I didn't know that would shock you!" they lied. "But either way, this 'fairy' is bound to have noticed that. If they were here at all, they would have noticed me long before--either they're planning something, or..."
Cocoona flexed their energy a little, creating a soft, green aura around them to their client's bewilderment. "Oh, I didn't know that would shock you!" they lied. "But either way, this 'fairy' is bound to have noticed that. If they were here at all, they would have noticed me long before--either they're planning something, or..."
"...they're just not here."
Though the alien lacked a visible mouth, the smile in their voice was all too obvious. At the very least, this would go over quickly, right?