Day 6 Back up in Tree #1

[b_mused]

Muse wanders ‘way from Frostie’s house and the Nexus Shore. She didn’t have any particular place that she wants to go. She’s just walking and thinking ‘bout the beings she talked to today. Frostie, course, and Stripey with her poor tummy and Red. She still can’t leave that Red made her a drawing! Of her and a butterfly! Or that Frostie’s having a tree-house made just for her. That ‘fuses her, fleshies wanting to give her stuff sometimes too. Doing stuff for fleshies is her job!

She even met two new fleshies, Melinda and Jacker. She’s one glad muse that Jacker kept his parts inside his pants though. She can feel her cheeks getting hot as she starts wondering why Jacker and Frostie-types are different down there. She shakes her head, that is definably not something the PTB’s would prove of her thinking. No way! Beings are made the way they’re made and that’s that. Some are muses, some are fleshies and some are even demons!

It’s funny how she knows she’s a muse, she even has a button that says so but she sometimes doesn’t feel like a muse. She definably doesn’t feel like a fleshie either tho’. She tries to imaginate being a real fleshie but she just can’t. A whole entire being-time spent solid?! That’s tirin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout and as much as her special stuff gets her in trouble, it would seem strange if it was all gone. Sometimes it seems like fleshies are even more ‘fused than she is.

She ‘members the bad war things. When fleshies were sending other fleshies off to the Field and even he had to go to that Germany place. She just knew he was going to be okay but it was still feather-dustry. Thankfully she didn’t have to talk different when they went over there tho’. It just seems like fleshies aren’t sure what they’re s’posed to be doin’. She figures that they do but they just aren’t sure how too. Not that she could help them. Watching over one fleshie’s hard ‘nough but lots of them all at once, whew! She shakes her head ‘gain, she’s starting to think ‘bout stuff that’ll wind up with her back in the White Room ‘gain and she’ll do almost an’thing to ‘void that!

She blinks when she looks up and is a bit surprised that she’s made it all the way back to her Tree Number One. She walks over and pats its trunk. Even when she moves into Tree Number Two, she ‘cides that she’s still going to come back to this one sometimes. It’s just like how she’s not going to forget ‘bout Meredith just ‘cause she’s got new friends now.

Muse scrambles up her tree and settles in on her branch. She wants to practice her writing but as she watches the sun go to it’s bed, she starts getting sleepy. Being solid lots is takin’ lots out of her. She imaginates up Carl and cuddles him as the stars come out. The last thought that runs through her mind ‘fore the sleepies take her ‘way is that she should start numbering the fleshies to help keep them all in a track.