username; star child
name; Dani
gender; male
why are they sad?; no pants :^(
There were plenty of, reasonable things, that could have upset Dani.
There was the fact he was made of glass, prone to shattering any second.
There was the fact he had no real face, unable to truly express himself.
There was the fact he was sure he had once held a small shark-like fish in his head, but now it seemed to be gone, and he was unable to recall whether the memory was truly a memory as opposed to a very vivid lucid dream he'd had during his time of creation.
Oh, and there was also the fact he had no pants.
It was a minor thing compared to dreams and death, but it was a thing all the same, and a thing that seemed to cause him daily grief. It was difficult to meet a new person who would take one look at you and gasp with delight, asking where you got your trousers, they were beautiful! and then watching their face turn to confusion and horror when you replied "they aren't trousers, those are just my legs."
It'd been like this as long as he could remember. Going to pop school as a small fishbowl head with tiny glass legs filled with jelly and stars, new classmates nudging and whispering and pointing at him with giggles that were silenced as he waddled past only to begin again once he was gone. Pantless Joe, they'd called him, and his name hadn't even been Joe!
Growing up, twelve years of age, somehow getting taller- birthday invites sent out to the class, hoping to change peoples opinions of him, and the first response he'd gotten was "oh... well, we can wear pants, right? I mean, it's okay? We don't have to... dress like you?"
Six people came to the party, mostly for the food.
Another day it'd been, "why don't you just put pants on?"
He'd tried, and they'd all fallen down, unable to stay put against the glass he was made of. Turns out going to school and having your pants fall down several times throughout the day was a lot more embarrassing than no pants, or perhaps he'd just gotten used to the teasing to be as heavily affected by it now.
So he'd accepted that this was his life, but not happily. It exhausted him, but he knew it was the only thing he would ever be known as-
Pantless Joe, the goldfish bowl head guy with no pants.