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Mama's Boy
By "Khadija bint-Rabaraba"

 

Mama's Boy
by Khadija
1997

    Somewhere in the mosquito-itching stickiness of a August night; on a
cool, gritty cement floor beneath the rotting skeleton of an abandoned
warehouse, a young boy is turning sixteen.

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    "Maybe a little more color... I want it to be perfect."
    The pale man fingered the emerald dangling from his necklace and
hesitantly gestured to his grumbling pumpkin-headed employee to fetch a
clearer sky from the pileup of various dreamstuffs thrown haphazardly in
a heap on the grass and flecked with ashes from Mervin's eternal
cigarettes.
    "Sister..." he began, with a reluctance that belied the familiarity
of the term, "I don't understand... why not just go to him yourself?"
    Death smiled gently at the newest member of the Endless, one who
could never replace the brother who she had taken, but one who was
already forging his own place in her affections.
    "Silly. Would you want to know your mother was Death?"
    "Orpheus never minded that Oneiros was his father... at least that's
what I think I remember... from back when I was... your brother."
    Death heaved a sigh of disgust and rounded on her younger sibling.
"You *are* my brother, Dream- and now you're starting to go into exactly
the same idiot self-pitying routine you used to!" She relented a little
at the wounded, confused look on his face. "Besides, I don't want Desire
or any of our other younger sibs to know there's another member of the
family out there. That mess with Rose Walker was bad enough."
    They turned back to their project, watching as Abuduh helped the
cursing Mervin as he plastered the new sky into place. "We can talk more
about that later- for now let's just work on the present. I want it to
be the best dream ever created."

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    Duo awoke slowly, stretching with sensual abandon as he felt the
realm of sleep gradually falling away from him to the cricketless hush
of predawn and the funny little wuffling noises Quatre made as he
dreamed. He could just make out Trowa's slender silhouette against the
doorframe where he stood on watch, staring up into the fabulously starry
summer sky.
    Dreams... What had he been dreaming about? Even as reality
re-asserted it's control in the scratchiness of the ripped burlap bags
they had used to cover themselves and the machine oil stink of the
floor, Duo could still feel trickles of this wonderous happiness that
had so recently embraced him. There was a sense of peace such as he had
not known since he was a babe in arms, a feeling of being held in warm
arms and cradled against soft flesh smelling ever so slightly of
sweet-sour milk.
    His mother. He had been dreaming about his mother.

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    Somewhere far away and more visited than anywhere else in the world,
Death smiled at what she had created.
    "Happy Birthday, little one..."
 
 
 

 

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