[Voice]

[digger]

U-um... anybody who worried about me... I'm okay. So you shouldn't worry... especially not Papa...

Oh yeah! Goten, the... uh... New Feather, right? That's what people call them? He made me think-

Since we're all from different worlds, does that mean we're aliens? Though I'm still not really sure what an alien is.

Comments

[colony_brat]

Shoulda been able ta figure it out. Well, friends always did say I'm an idiot. I'm Duo. I run the pizza place. If ya wanna get your Dad ta bring ya by, I'll make ya guys a big one.

You're missin' out. It's a round piece a fried dough that's usuall got somethin' sweet on it. Ya gotta try one if ya like sweets. They're great.

Mmmm... more like wings are the things that let ya overcome gravity... Ya know how when ya drop somethin' it falls on the ground? Gravity's why stuff falls rather than stays in the air.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I've never had pizza, either... maybe Papa and I could get food sometime and have both!

I... don't really get gravity, but I believe you...

[colony_brat]

Aw, you're totally missin' out, kid. You guys come by and I'll make ya one and run down ta Dai's while it's cookin' ta pick ya up a couple a doughnuts. It'll be a little party.

Don't worry 'bout it. It's not important for ya. Maybe in a couple years or somethin'.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

That sounds like fun! Thanks, Duo!

I guess I'll ask Papa later. If he's not mad at me...

[colony_brat]

Heh, thank me when I'm feedin' ya.

I'm sure he's just happy you're okay.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I hope you're right.

[colony_brat]

Hey, he's a good guy from what I can tell. I'm prety sure I'm right. He just wants ya safe.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I know, but it doesn't mean I won't get into trouble when I'm bad.

[colony_brat]

True, but the people who care 'bout us usually yell the loudest when we're in trouble. Even if he grounds ya for a while, you can come visit me later when he'll take ya out for treat.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Okay... I'll tell him you invited us!

[colony_brat]

Alright, little guy. Ya let 'im know and I'll look forward ta seein' ya guys. Now go give 'im a big hug.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Papa's not here right now...

[colony_brat]

Well you'll just have ta do it when he gets home. He gunna be gone long? Ya want me ta talk to ya and keep ya company for a while?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I dunno when he's coming home. He never said...

Um... and you can do whatever you want to, I guess.

[colony_brat]

Hm, well that's not very nice a him. Does he run off like that often? HE didn't leave ya alone, did he?

Wasn't what I asked, little one. Wanted ta know if that's what you want so let's hear it.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

No no no! It's my fault! He... ran off because of me. He's just trying to help me... and he never leaves me alone. He's a good papa, I promise.

Um... okay! You're fun to talk to.

[colony_brat]

Hey, don't freak out on me, Simon. I'm just makin' sure you're taken care of. But don't start blamin' yourself for stuff your... papa gets up ta. So what'd he fun off ta do?

[chuckles] Good ta hear that 'cause a lotta people say I talk too much. Least I can shut myself up now when I need ta. That last experiment was a pain in the a- it was hard ta deal with. So what do ya do for fun, kid?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Mm... sorry. Just don't doubt Papa. He's the greatest person ever! He went to fight, though...

I don't think you talk too much. I mean, if you do, it's okay, because I don't know anything and I like hearing about what you say...

Um... I like to play. Mostly with Denzel and Papa, but sometimes other people come over, too. Oh, and I like it when people read to me... I can't read on my own, but Miss Raine was teaching me.

[colony_brat]

[chuckles] Ah, I get it. I'm glad ya like bein' with 'im or he might have another fight on his hands. [His voice is light and teasing as he says it.]

Now I don't believe that. Never met a kid who didn't know anythin'. I'm sure ya got stuff in that head a yours.

Well that sounds liek somethin' fun. What kinda things do ya like havin' 'em read to ya? Ya workin' hard ta learn on your own? How's se teachin' ya?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Why would you fight Papa? You're not bad people...

Um... I know some stuff about digging but hardly anyone cares about that kind of stuff. It was only important in Jiha.

I like anything! Real stories, make-believe... anything anybody will tell me!

[colony_brat]

I hope I'm not bad people. I'd just be angry with 'im if he wasn't takin' cara ya. That's all and since he is, I just want him ta bring ya by my place so I can make ya guys a pizza.

Well, that kinda stuff woulda been important on Mars. It's another planet we're tryin' ta mine for stuff. So see, ya got useful stuff in that head a yours.

[chuckles] Sounds like you're pretty easy ta please then. I might have ta come tell ya some stories then. Somethin' 'bout space so it's not like anythin' ya heard before.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I-I meant you and Papa, silly... you're funny, Mister Duo.

Mars is a planet where people are digging, huh... wow. Mining is like looking for treasure, right?

I wanna hear stories! All kinds of stuff! Is it good to be 'easy to please'?

[colony_brat]

[chuckles] Well, better ta be funny and silly than serious and borin'.

Mars is... like another world. It's one a the stars we look up and see. Big red one. And yeah, it's kinda like that. We're lookin' for stuff we need which is like treasure.

[realizes that was probably not the best phrase to teach him] Well, makes it easier ta tell ya stories and make ya happy. Means I don't have ta work so hard comin' up with somethin' interestin' ta tell ya or work reall hard findin' a book ta read from in the library.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh! That's why I like you!

A big red world? Why's it red? And what're you looking for?

Oh... okay. That's good, then.

[colony_brat]

Then I'm even more glad ta be this way!

'Cause the dirt's red. Not exactly sure what makes it red. Lotta rusted iron? Naw, that'd need oxygen ta rust. Maybe Quat knows. I should ask 'im. Metals and stuff. We need 'em ta build things.

Uh huh. So what kinda stories ya wanna hear from a space man? I could tell ya one now.