Picky Minch (
imjustpicky) wrote2011-10-25 04:53 pm
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02 - I'll Never Eat Peas Again
[A - Action, Mayfield Elementary]
[The new kid with the bowl haircut seems a lot less nervous than before. Today he's proceeding through his school day with a smile on his face. He'll answer questions in class, he'll sit with you at lunch, he'll even play with you on the playground, but...]
Yeah! I'll be on your team! You guys are so awful, of course you need my help!
[B - Action, Around Town, afternoon]
[That same new kid has the same improved(?) attitude to him. He smiles, he "pleasantly" addresses anyone who talks to him, and he seems content to wander from here to there, bouncing a rubber ball.]
[C - Action, 7132 Brooks Lane, all day]
[So what's this funny-looking green pod doing, leaned up against the side of the house?]
[The new kid with the bowl haircut seems a lot less nervous than before. Today he's proceeding through his school day with a smile on his face. He'll answer questions in class, he'll sit with you at lunch, he'll even play with you on the playground, but...]
Yeah! I'll be on your team! You guys are so awful, of course you need my help!
[B - Action, Around Town, afternoon]
[That same new kid has the same improved(?) attitude to him. He smiles, he "pleasantly" addresses anyone who talks to him, and he seems content to wander from here to there, bouncing a rubber ball.]
[C - Action, 7132 Brooks Lane, all day]
[So what's this funny-looking green pod doing, leaned up against the side of the house?]
B, Later C maybe?
Hey. How's it going?
Sure!
[He looks up from his ball-bouncing and grins at his brother.]
It's going just fine! I like it here. Only a loser wouldn't.
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Think it might be a bit early deciding that since you've been here all of a week.
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[Picky laughs. And it sounds just like his laughter ought to.]
You can't tell me what to do.
[It's... flippant. Carefree, cheerful, the easiest thing in the world to say. He returns to his ball-bouncing, this time throwing it against a wall, and catching it on the rebound.]
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And it kind of hurt, to hear that.]
You wanna bet.
[Clearly this is the best answer.]
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[Picky catches the ball on that bounce, and holds it. His head gives a slight tilt, that smile never stopping.]
I'm your favorite little brother! And you're my favorite big brother! I would've written YOU a letter if I had to go away!
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I....
There was nothing to say. You were better off just...with what you had.
This is terrible
Yeah... I guess it wasn't so bad. I actually got to have cake for a change.
Mom didn't miss you at all. But I bet you already knew that.
And wonderful
I-
Yeah. I did know that.
Look. I would've taken you with if I could've but I just couldn't.
It's so mean, though
pod!Picky seems unaffected by all of the emotion he's triggering.]
Of course. Big brother Pokey has lots of important things to do! With your mobsters. Or your giant robots. Or your aliens.
I still think it's mobsters. Is it?
It's alright, it's Pokey
He can't walk away from this conversation. Even if it isn't the real Picky. He can't walk away.]
....No. It was aliens.
The one Ness was fighting.
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Those ones?
[He gives a sudden all-over shake, and then chases after the ball. He has to scrabble to catch it, as it was bounce-rolling away pretty quickly.
When he turns back to face Pokey, he's back to drone-like pleasantness.]
Ha! You're such a joker, Pokey!
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This is to get ready for when he has to tell him the truth. If he has to tell him the truth.
No. He does have to. Eventually. Picky needs to know. Deserves to know.
He deserves to know what kind of garbage his brother is. And to have the chance to disown him, completely.
And Pokey doesn't doubt Picky'd be happier that way. To disconnect himself from the Minches entirely, from the one person in the family who did care about him. Because Picky was the best thing to come out of that family. And he deserved so much more.]
No.
I'm not.
I was given a chance, told I had one, to compete against Ness. To be better.
And I took it.
I'm sorry.
[And he does mean that. Even if it isn't the real Picky. He's sorry to this one.
He's just sorry in general.]
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I guess you weren't better than Ness. He beat you.
[And he laughs, just as if it was the funniest joke in the world.]
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I'm not better than anything. I never was, and never will be.
But you are. And can be. And that's why I never said anything to you about where I was. Where I was going.
[Wow. That laughter hurt. He knew no matter what the response was, it was going to be painful but that was...that was more than he expected.]
oh no, Pokey T_T
Aw, c'mon. You're better than dad. You're better than mom.
[...And stopped clocks are right twice a day. What does it matter, after the rest of what he said? He gives his ball another toss upwards. And then he tosses it at Pokey, lightly.]
We're both here now, stupid! Play catch with me!
:3
No. I'm not. Towards you maybe yes but....not in the end. I probably would've been the worst of all.
[And he just stares at the ball a moment more, before nodding.]
Sure. Let's play catch.
Here.
[And he'll throw the ball hard and far and wide, hoping to force the pod!Picky to chase it. So he can leave. So he can find the actual Picky.]
Catch.
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[And a pod-Picky is still Picky, on some level. His whole self turns to see where the ball just went, and then he bolts on after it, full-force.]
Hey! No fair!
[But the protests are already growing faint, as he rushes further and further away....]
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I'm sorry I wasn't a better one.
[And he'll be scampering off now. Anywhere. So he can start looking for the pod the actual Picky might be in. He doesn't know what could actually be happening to Picky in that fricking thing, and he NEEDS to find out. To help him.
He can do that much, at least.]
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Awful? We're not that bad, are we?
I feel the need to apologize for the dreadfulness that will follow.
Nah, I guess some of you guys are okay.
'cept you. Girls aren't any good at kickball.
So very dreadful, and me with no angry faces.
pod!Picky deserves all the angry faces.
if only!
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[He laughs. It's not a mean laugh, its tone is light and friendly. Which probably makes it all the worse.]
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[Because while admittedly she's still relatively new to kickball (and physical activity in general) this kid really makes her wanna score a point or two.]