user;; SputnikSplash
name;; Bee
pronouns;; He/him
prompt 01;; 10/10, 24/7, but he can't sleep. Well, at least ever since... the
discovery. It all happened when he was a young little lad. How Bee remembered how he used to get lots and lots of sleep, often to the point of oversleeping. "Little Sweet Dreams" his parents nicknamed him. Then one day his parents decided (even though he was still young) that he was old enough to stay home alone without one of the parents watching over him. They made clear instructions on what to do and not do, and to stay out of the basement. Bee had never been down in the basement before, his parents never let him. They said it was infested with big, hairy spiders and centipedes that bite.
About an hour or two later after his parents left to go to their favorite restaurant, he was playing with his favorite toy, a bouncy rainbow ball (like I said, he was still young). He wasn't being careful with it and lost it down the stairs that lead into the basement. He stood at the top of the stairs, looking down into the darkness.
"Don't go into the basement." his parent's voices said in his head.
"There are spiders and centipedes.""It couldn't have gone that far down." Bee said to himself. "I'll just be in and out, and it will be like I didn't go down there at all."
He went down the stairs, and searched the dimly lit room, which smelled really bad for some reason. No favorite rainbow bouncy ball, just a furnace, some boxes, old furniture and... a massive hole in the wall that was badly hidden by an old sheet.
"The ball must have went in there."
He crawled nervously into the hole, which lead into a small, cramped space.
Through the thick darkness was his toy.
Wedged in between the jaws of a skeleton.
A
real skeleton.
Not a fake plastic one like the ones in doctor's offices and schools.
A real skeleton, slumped in front of him only inches away.
Bee screamed in horror at the sight and crawled back through the hole in the wall, and leapt up the stairs as fast as he could, forgetting about his favorite toy.
He leapt into his bed and buried himself under the covers, shaking and crying and sweating. It wasn't until another one or two hours until his parents returned. He crawled out of bed, pulling himself together so he could welcome his parents home without them suspecting anything. He never told his parents about it. He was never able to sleep since then, he was always haunted by nightmares of skeletons lying around everywhere. He is now an adult, living in a small house with no basement. He wonders if the "hairy spiders and centipedes" his parents warned him about as a child even existed. He wonders if that was an excuse, and if they knew about that skeleton in the basement. He wonders if... if all along his parents were actually evil.
prompt 02;; Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There? Bee, under all his boring tiredness, is a very nervous and paranoid Kel. Ever since the finding of the skeleton in the basement, he never felt safe or alone. He often wonders at night if anybody's out there, also hiding skeletons in their basement. I feel like this song (if you can call it that) brings that out more.
prompt 03;; Bee likes his eggs deep-fried with butter, milk, sugar, flour, and ground nutmeg and then covered in a delicious glaze, sprinkles or chocolate. In other words, he greatly prefers donuts with his coffee (which he likes black because it wakes him up more). Not really much of an egg fan.