Unappreciated - 4 - MmyEdgarThe crowd was throbbing, pulsing in time to the music. Jimmy didn't really understand why he had decided to accompany his ex-hostage and two girls to a dancing club, and was wondering if he really should care. However, Edgar's offering to buy him all the alcohol he wanted readily stifled any protests he might've made, and so he made his way to the bar. He and the other male sat down, only to be pulled back up by Tenna, who was insisting he would have to dance unless he wanted her full wrath. So, with a hasty apology, Edgar disappeared into the crowd."Fuck'n well." Jimmy looked idly at the double shot of whiskey in front of him, before sneering at it and downing it without a second glance."Wow. You sure can handle your booze."Jimmy looked over and raised an eyebrow at the greasy-haired, broody looking man sitting next to him, eyeing him in an unsatisfactory manner."And you sure can put your face in places it do
Unappreciated - 3 - MmyEdgarEdgar sidled along the street, ducking under as many awnings and ledges as he could to escape the rain that had, as Jimmy predicted, started to fall. Now that he wasn't making pancakes for a deluded teenager who had kidnapped him, he had time to think of more pressing matters.Why, exactly, had he materialized into being eating Chinese food? What kind of game was God playing this time? So many questions, and not enough time in the world to figure them out.Edgar rubbed his arms and dashed to another awning, getting mildly drenched in the process. Okay, God, I'm ready to come home again, he thought to himself, Any time now.In response, the awning ripped open and doused Edgar with the water it had been holding."Oh, for crying out loud," Edgar growled, glaring up at the dark clouds in pure contempt, "Thanks, really. Just perfect." Now that he didn't have to care about being wet, Edgar stalked on down
Unappreciated - 2 - MmyEdgarWhen Jimmy awoke, some long time later, he felt sunlight on him. His first thought was damn, I left the window open again, but this was soon overcome by an intense pain in his stomach. He groaned and rolled onto his side, clutching his abdomen, then changed his mind and grabbed his head as it started to throb. Oh, for fuck's sake. How much did I drink?He managed to pull himself into a sitting position, hunched over and shrugging the sweat-soaked blanket off of him. But then he blinked, and looked at the blanket questioningly – he didn't have a blanket on his bed, usually."You should probably lay back down," a soft voice called from somewhere near the kitchenette. Jimmy turned his head sharply, then regretted it and did what the voice asked him to do, pulling the blanket over his head and groaning. His mouth tasted like something had shit in it, and his tongue was thick and dry."Here," the voic
Unappreciated - 1 - MmyEdgarHe was eating Chinese food, running on automatic. Each noodle, each piece of chicken, even his soda all exploded with flavor. It had been so long since he'd eaten anything that this was a shock to his system.The question, really, was why. Why was he eating at all? Shouldn't he be in heaven, in his little wooden chair, blissing? Why had he been spat back out onto Earth only to find himself eating Kung Pow Chicken and chow mein? He felt suddenly, violently sick, and pushed the food away, pushing his chair back and standing up shakily.Something was very, very wrong here. Had he been hallucinating? No, couldn't be. He didn't remember anything after being ripped into strips by... by...He stepped outside and moved to the side, stepping to the mouth of an alley, out of the way. No one stopped or looked at him. Shouldn't he be dead? He had been.