Odd One
Marlene’s Pov.
Okay, I lied. This is another view of the conversation Hans was watching. Enjoy and Review!
Like Hans had predicted, Skipper went full-force Christian. It came off to the others as a quick fad he would eventually get over, like Rico’s hippie syndrome incident. Marlene watched him quote Psalms on the walk way.
Odd one you’re never alone
I’m here and I will reflect you
She knew she liked him. She knew it from the start. Like his problem with the Church, so did she have a problem with Skipper.
Both of us basically unattached
To anything ou anyone
Unless we’re pretending
toi live your life in your head
Some call it imagination.
She knew she was very imaginative, and Skipper too. To be THAT paranoid, toi had to be. She loved the way he commanded his “men” around. Marlene giggled, remembering the incident when they thought he was a girl.
I’d rather focus on anything except
She had to take the first step if he wasn’t willing to. She walked over to him, sitting on the back of the bench, scooting right up beside him.
What I’m feeling
What I’m feeling
Odd one…
“Hello, Marlene. How are toi this fine morning?” he greeted.
“Good, I’m good. And how about you?”
“Fine, fine… have toi read the bible lately?”
“Um, no, can’t say I have.”
“Well, it’s great! I just got to the part where David, a young boy who slew the Giant Goliath with a mere slingshot…”
“Skipper, do toi like me?” she interrupted.
Skipper fell off the bench.
Hey, we’re gonna be OK
Hey, We’re gonna laugh about this one day
Skipper brushed himself off. “Um, I’m not sure. I think you’re fun and all, but… I don’t know.”
Marlene was disappointed. It was to be expected though. He had a different lifestyle than her, plus militarily-oriented and paranoid.
Still, there was something about him.
Odd one I wish I was you
You’re never concerned with acceptance
That was it, she thought. He didn’t care what other’s thought of him, he did stuff because he felt it was right. Because he cared.
We are all desperately seeking out and fitting in
With anyone who will accept us,
But not you,
Odd one…
“Did toi ever get the feeling someone’s watching your every move?” she asked. Skipper pulled back.
“Sorry, Marlene. I was just trying to figure toi out.” “Not you!” she sighed. It was useless. She jumped off the bench.
“Marlene, wait.” He called after her.
Hey, we’re gonna be OK
Hey, we’re gonna laugh about this one day
“Just because I’m not sure doesn’t mean I’m not willing to take the chance.” He smiled. Marlene tried to stay calm, but failed, dancing in a whirlwind of happiness.
Hey, we’re gonna be OK
Hey, we’re gonna laugh about this one day
Their rendez-vous amoureux, date that night went well. Skipper even enjoyed himself. Skipper thought about it for a long time. Maybe he DID like her.
Hey, we’re gonna be OK
Hey, we’re gonna laugh about this one day
He prayed. This felt – right. Like he belonged with her.
Don’t let someone tell toi you’re no one,
Odd one
Don’t let someone tell toi you’re no one,
Odd one…
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In the dead of morning, a delivery truck came in. The humans unloaded a crate, and set it in the Chimp habitat. The four of them looked at the crate, along with Mason and Phil. Finally, they opened the crate, revealing a familiar face.
“Hello, boys.” a dit Lulu.
End of Passion play, Crumbling away…
Marlene’s Pov.
Okay, I lied. This is another view of the conversation Hans was watching. Enjoy and Review!
Like Hans had predicted, Skipper went full-force Christian. It came off to the others as a quick fad he would eventually get over, like Rico’s hippie syndrome incident. Marlene watched him quote Psalms on the walk way.
Odd one you’re never alone
I’m here and I will reflect you
She knew she liked him. She knew it from the start. Like his problem with the Church, so did she have a problem with Skipper.
Both of us basically unattached
To anything ou anyone
Unless we’re pretending
toi live your life in your head
Some call it imagination.
She knew she was very imaginative, and Skipper too. To be THAT paranoid, toi had to be. She loved the way he commanded his “men” around. Marlene giggled, remembering the incident when they thought he was a girl.
I’d rather focus on anything except
She had to take the first step if he wasn’t willing to. She walked over to him, sitting on the back of the bench, scooting right up beside him.
What I’m feeling
What I’m feeling
Odd one…
“Hello, Marlene. How are toi this fine morning?” he greeted.
“Good, I’m good. And how about you?”
“Fine, fine… have toi read the bible lately?”
“Um, no, can’t say I have.”
“Well, it’s great! I just got to the part where David, a young boy who slew the Giant Goliath with a mere slingshot…”
“Skipper, do toi like me?” she interrupted.
Skipper fell off the bench.
Hey, we’re gonna be OK
Hey, We’re gonna laugh about this one day
Skipper brushed himself off. “Um, I’m not sure. I think you’re fun and all, but… I don’t know.”
Marlene was disappointed. It was to be expected though. He had a different lifestyle than her, plus militarily-oriented and paranoid.
Still, there was something about him.
Odd one I wish I was you
You’re never concerned with acceptance
That was it, she thought. He didn’t care what other’s thought of him, he did stuff because he felt it was right. Because he cared.
We are all desperately seeking out and fitting in
With anyone who will accept us,
But not you,
Odd one…
“Did toi ever get the feeling someone’s watching your every move?” she asked. Skipper pulled back.
“Sorry, Marlene. I was just trying to figure toi out.” “Not you!” she sighed. It was useless. She jumped off the bench.
“Marlene, wait.” He called after her.
Hey, we’re gonna be OK
Hey, we’re gonna laugh about this one day
“Just because I’m not sure doesn’t mean I’m not willing to take the chance.” He smiled. Marlene tried to stay calm, but failed, dancing in a whirlwind of happiness.
Hey, we’re gonna be OK
Hey, we’re gonna laugh about this one day
Their rendez-vous amoureux, date that night went well. Skipper even enjoyed himself. Skipper thought about it for a long time. Maybe he DID like her.
Hey, we’re gonna be OK
Hey, we’re gonna laugh about this one day
He prayed. This felt – right. Like he belonged with her.
Don’t let someone tell toi you’re no one,
Odd one
Don’t let someone tell toi you’re no one,
Odd one…
<________________________________________________>
In the dead of morning, a delivery truck came in. The humans unloaded a crate, and set it in the Chimp habitat. The four of them looked at the crate, along with Mason and Phil. Finally, they opened the crate, revealing a familiar face.
“Hello, boys.” a dit Lulu.
End of Passion play, Crumbling away…
