(Narrator: The Fawn) Hi am the Fawn Heera. I was named that by my mother cuz I was like a precious stone to my family. I am just one month old. I was born in a zoo. I knew how to get out of my cage. I lost my parents when I was just a weak old, they were moved to another zoo. I still wonder if they survived. I am still yet to find out my superpowers; all the other people found theirs.
But now my life has changed forever. See, it was just a peaceful day in the zoo when I found a group of humans who came to pet me. I was pleased to meet them; they were nice, especially the moon boy. They gave me leaves, took photos with me, and we had fun until some bad creatures popped out from the ground. The group of humans fought bravely. The moon boy protected me from the bad guys and saved my life. I loved their company and wanted to be with them. So, I escaped through the back, found their wheeled thing and climbed into it.
Now I am with my new family the moon boy and his friends, and they take care of me. When the two fire girls left for their mission I followed the moon boy around the habitat. The human habitat looks fancy. They have things to sit on and sleep on we just had leaves. Now I have a place to sleep on, which I learnt was called a bed.
As I followed behind Moon Boy, who I learnt was called Ijan, I felt that he was looking down a lot as if he was hiding something. What could this kind human have done? He is he is kind; he could not do something bad. He then went to what I think was his sleeping place. He sat on his sleeping nest and looked at me and said something in his language. I could just understand from his body language that he was giving me bad news. He then said it again by moving his hands to say, and I understood what he said was something like this: I he made another person not move to survive. How can I take care of you? I am a monster. His eyes seemed to say.
I was confused. This human was a caring human; he would not kill another person, right? But he was not being wrong. I looked at the human I thought could be my guardian and thought that, if he killed another person, would he kill me? I then laughed that thought out of my mind. He was kind. He saved me from hundreds of bad things. He did not look like a person who would make me not move.
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So climbed onto his legs and told him, I love you no matter what. This made his eyes go big, and he put his arms around me tight, and I licked his face. We stayed like that for some time until his magical thingy made a sound. He took it, pressed something, and a thin light thingy could be seen. He then opened something and his face lit up. He then lifted me and held me tight. I got a sense that something good just happened. He then ran down carrying me as well.
(Narration switches to Ijan) I am ecstatic to say I have been employed at Quantum Tech in the position of a lead developer. My relentless pursuit finally brought fruit. I delivered the positive tidings to my friends. They were ecstatic on my behalf. The fawn I had rested it on the base proceeded in frolicking across the chamber.
When Vibhuti and Tejasvi arrived, we rejoiced on my behalf. I never comprehended people would rejoice for me. My father constantly prompted me that I was not worthwhile deserving the effort of rejoicing, that I was simply a burden to be rejoiced. However, the case is different. Other individuals rejoiced in my accomplishment. This particular experience was novel for me.
Vibhuti advanced towards me and said, “I am so happy for you, Ijan; you deserve it, for all you did.” She then departed to converse with Tejasvi. I perceived a sense of warmth in my thorax. I questioned this feeling. Why, am I unwell? “Mi amigo, you are staring at Vibhuti a lot”, said Marinus, advancing towards me and extending a beverage to me. Through sips I held, “I question your meaning, yes I am recurrently peering over at her, also I am perceiving a sense of warmth in my thorax, am I unwell, is this negative….” “Ha, ha, ha” he chortled over my concerns “Mi amigo, Vibhuti is now your ‘mi amore’ or whatever it is in your language, you are in love with her” “I, oh Marinus you are confusing my symptoms with amatory attachment, and besides who would be as you would put it ‘mi amore’, for I am impassive as some may portray me,” I commented on Marinus’s ridiculous conclusions over my symptoms. “No mi amigo, you are muy kind, caring, understanding, respectful and a very good human being; sure, your comprehension over other’s emotions is low; however, you made up for it by being there. A performance that is muy rare to find in other people don’t you think?” the fawn chirped in agreement from across the room, presenting its dance moves to Vibhuti, who was eagerly observing the fawn here, pink oculi illuminated in joy. My Heart beat elevated. If Marinus’s deductions were precise, I do have a romantic attraction towards Vibhuti (Marinus: dun, dun, dun).