situation in sector 2 || [BUDDY]

(Special Guest Star: Jordan Fry as Lil Buddy)

While Buddy did indeed want to mimic and eventually become one of the superheroes that he so blindly worshipped, there was nothing particularly good about the child who was left alone most days in the house. He was very interested in how things worked. And he didn’t particularly care if anything got hurt in the process. One afternoon, he had gotten a tooth knocked out of his mouth after hitting his mouth against the basketball hoop after trying to dunk it. The other children just laughed at him as he ran off the court, his hand over his bloody mouth. He had placed his tooth under the pillow and it was very late that night that he suddenly awoke to a tiny tooth fairy flying in his room. He had been very quiet as he kept his eyes on the fairy, watching as she worked. He knew that they were real but he had never thought that he would ever see them.

After a week of inquisitiveness, he could no longer take it. He had to see it again and capture it. After spending the entire day of trying put his clumsiness to good use, he knew that he had to use drastic measures to get one of his teeth out. None of his remaining baby teeth were anywhere near being out. So he had rummaged through some of his dad’s old things to pull out pliers. He went to his room and took a few deep breaths before he put his pliers to one of his front teeth. He clamped on and pulled, a muffled swear leaving his mouth as the tooth tumbled out of his mouth. It was a less clean procedure than his previous loose teeth. There was an awful amount of blood and gun still attached to the tooth. After cleaning it off, he put it under his pillow and he had waited.

He had a jar hidden under his blankets. His eyes were barely open and he heard the fluttering against his ears after many hours of waiting. Without even opening his eyes, he slammed the jar against the fairy and closed it at once. He let out a sound of excitement as he sat up in his bed, watching the little thing scramble and hit against the confines of the jar. He got out of bed and sat down at the desk, turning on the lamp. He watched for a few minutes, his finger moving along the glass jar as he watched the fairy chirp out pleas for either mercy or release.

But this preoccupation was short lived. He turned his head at once at seeing a fairy that was a great deal larger and probably would be harder to trap in a jar. He didn’t realize there was more than one fairy. He glanced at the little one he had trapped and then at the one who had now entered the room. “…Who are you?” He asked her as he went to grab the jar, pulling it to his chest.

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Buddy kept the jar close to his chest, unwilling to let the fairy go so easily. After all, if they only knew why he wanted to keep her…then maybe they would understand why he did what he had to do. He watched as the little fairy circled around in the jar, still fighting to escape. At the larger fairy’s words, his eyes widened. “But…there can’t be more than one Tooth Fairy. I thought she was the Tooth Fairy,” He said as he raised the jar to show her the tiny fairy. He watched as the woman rolled the coin along her knuckles and figured that it must be true. Maybe there was more than one Tooth Fairy.

“No way. She’s mine. I need her,” Buddy insisted quite bluntly as he moved away from the desk. He kept the jar close to him as he went to check to make sure that the door to his room was locked. He didn’t need his mother to walk in on this and use it as another excuse to send him to that child psychologist. God, how he hated that annoying man. He told his mother that he was “too preoccupied” and he “got attached to things to easily” and that “his superhero worship was troubling”. What did he know? He was a nobody. Buddy knew that one day if his life depended on Buddy saving him, he would gladly watch him die. He deserved it.

“You can’t just take her from me. Not until I’m done with her,” He said as he walked from the door and back to his desk. He was ignoring her words as he went to glance up at the posters that covered every square inch of his room. He was going to be hero. He could be one. Just because he wasn’t born with powers didn’t mean that he couldn’t find a way to be just like them. His rocketboots, mere prototypes, were hidden under his bed, almost able to work. But with this fairy…Fairies can fly. They had some sort of magic. He wanted that. He wanted to fly. Then he would be so invaluable. Flying in the world of superheroes was actually quite a rare occurrence.

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Notes: Buddy's attitude is just about the same xD

“So you just have little minion fairies doing your work?”” Buddy asked, a somewhat disappointed tone to his voice. He had thought that it was all one entity. But he had been mistaken clearly. He kept tightening his hold around the jar, wanting to keep her very close. He wasn’t going to give her up. Maybe he could be forced by the Tooth Fairy didn’t seem like she would physically hurt him to get the fairy back. So Buddy was the one holding the cards now. He was the one that could call the shots. And that made him feel smug with satisfaction.

“I’m going to use her and learn how to fly for real!” Buddy said, letting the Tooth Fairy now the inside-outs of his plan. Then maybe she would realize exactly what was at stake. She was standing in between himself and the glory and the prestige of being a true hero. He just wanted to help people, maybe get famous and rich while doing it. He must have written countless, lengthy letters to Mr. Incredible about how much he wanted to be a hero just like him. Buddy wasn’t satisfied with the superhero giving him advice to follow a more conventional path of a police officer or a firefighter. That wasn’t enough for Buddy. He wanted to be powerful. He wanted that more than to be altruistic. He didn’t want to be normal.

“You know him?” Buddy asked, a wide grin forming on his face as he transformed from sneaky little minion into a starstruck fanboy. He had promptly dropped the jar to the ground, his heart beating wildly in excitement. He ran over to the poster and went to place his hand on the chest, his fingers running over the insignia. “I want to be just like him. He’s so strong and he’s saved so many people and everyone knows who he is and I bet that he can-“ He was cut off when he felt a sudden intrusion of fingers into his teeth. He was thrown off by the sudden sensation and attempted to bite at the invading flanges.

After he had gathered himself out of his dreamland and hero worship, he realized that he had dropped the jar. He glanced at the Tooth Fairy and realized that she could get to her little fairy before he could even attempt. “Oh please let me have her. Just for a bit. I just want to figure out what makes her fly so I can fly. Then I can be a hero like him…” Buddy said as he pointed back to the poster of Mr. Incredible. He just wanted to help, to have someone look at him and say “good job’ every once in a while. Was that such a terrible thing he wanted from the world around him?

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“You shoved your fingers into my mouth! Who does that?!” Buddy protested as he backed away from her, his tongue running over his teeth where he tasted the human (fairy? It was sweeter than he thought a human would taste like) flesh. “My teeth aren’t art, they’re teeth!” He protested as he placed his hand over her mouth. He didn’t understand it. She was really weird. Before he could lunge for the jar, trying to take it back for his own, he heard his mother’s voice.

“Buddy, what’s all this yelling? Are you okay?” He watched as the door knob jiggled, thankful that he had the foresight to lock it earlier. He yelled back at her that it was none of her business. There was silence before his mother retreated away from the door. Buddy figured that she was picking her battles. He had done far odder things than yelling alone in his room. Buddy knew that he would have to scare her pretty bad to be in any sort of real trouble. Though he should probably apologize to her later.

He looked back to the Tooth Fairy and let out a sound of distress when he saw that the little fairy had left. The jar was empty, his chance gone. “I just…I just wanted to be like them…” He said, his lower lip trembling as he felt his emotions threaten to expose themselves physically. He turned his hand into a fist as he rubbed at his eyes, wishing he could will himself to stop the tears before they left. He thought the fairy would go, leave him alone to try and go back to the drawing board on what he should do. They took what they had for granted. He would do anything to have powers, to be Super. It’s all he could ever want.

He turned when he felt her hand on his shoulder. For once, he was quiet as he listened to her and as she led him to the window. His eyes were on the sky and he felt the air come into the room, the wind going through his hair. At her offer, he turned to her and he smiled, “I…I would love to…would you…would you let me try?”

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“Well, it’s weird. You’re weird,” He said as he finished getting the taste of her fingers out of his mouth. He wondered though if a boy that spent countless hours in his room working on rocketboots, writing fan letters and costume designs in his desperate attempt to be a masked and caped hero in tight had the right to call anyone ‘weird’.

His eyes widened to the size of saucers as he took a tentative step towards the window. He looked out into the night sky and imagined being so high that he could touch the stars. It’s all he wanted. He took the Tooth Fairy’s hand, nodding as he tried to ready himself. But he did not have a chance to think before she had squeezed his hand and pulled him out of his room. All he could do was stare as the ground continued to grow higher in definition. He wondered if he would die before he turned the ripe age of ten and soon the Tooth Fairy had pulled them into the air. His heart was beating out of his chest as his face was in a state of shock. It took him a good minute before he could move the muscles in his face and look at the world around him.

It was the best damn feeling in the world being up in the air. He turned to her as she asked him if they wanted to stop. He shook his head violently not really understanding what she was asking him but knowing that it meant getting away from this feeling. The wind rushing by his face, going through his hair, rippling through his clothes. It was addictive. It made him more determined to get back to his room when this was over and continue working. Wouldn’t this before wonderful? He could not think of a superhero that could fly. Not even Mr. Incredible could.

“I want this…I would do anything for this…” He would be so special if he had this. Someone would take notice of him, then everyone would.

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If he died, if this incompetent fairy dropped him and he impaled himself on a jagged fence in someone’s home, he would die happy. This natural high was keeping him away from the intrusive thoughts that plagued his young mind. Never good enough, not good enough, too ordinary for them and too much of an outcast for the others. It didn’t matter now. The Tooth Fairy’s word snapped him out of his blank wide eye gaze. “Follow my dreams?” Well that was practically permission now wasn’t it? That was her telling him that he was on the right track. He was going to be one of them. He was going to be a Super.

He was back home far too soon. He almost protested, almost wanted to beg her for just another five minutes of this activity that threw out all of the negativity. But now he was thrown back into his room, tumbling into the bed. He let out a low groan as he rubbed his head and stretched out the now sore muscles. She was talking and yet he couldn’t listen to her babbling about his mother. He could only look at her, more specifically her wings. They were perfect and he could….

Buddy got up from the bed, a friendly smile on his face as he walked to the Fairy. He wrapped his arms around her in a hug, something he was not used to giving. His fingers ran along her wings, feeling the magic wafting off. “Thank you…for showing this to me…It was absolutely-“ Now. He grabbed her wings tightly and tried to pull down. He heard the satisfying small rippppp of the wings from her skin. Unfortunately from this angle and his position, he could not pull anymore. He removed his arms from around her and grabbed her by her arms and tried to turn her around. Didn’t she understand? He needed these. She was the Tooth Fairy. She was somebody special and she always would be. He did not have that many opportunities. His greedy fingers scrambled and he tried to pull at her wings again.

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Notes: .... *thumbs up*