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RUN BOY RUN

This world is not meant for you

original character loved by mouse

it didn't take a brain surgeon to tell that nerio did not understand social cues at all. they were irrelevant in the place he grew up , and they were just as so now. questions upon questions would be asked , and if the stranger thought this would be the end of it . . . they would surely be mistaken. it didn't matter if others did not understand him , as he saw the world for the first time on his own , so things he didn't understand -- if they weren't important to him , then it did not concern him at all.

He only stops his investigation of the others home when he's asked the question again. " I don't know , -- what's good , what do YOU like? can I have like , everything? " his voice disappears when he enters a room , and then another , exploring up and down everything that he could.

𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓, wondering if he was talking about him. human? oh, how wrong that he was. he was no human, nothing of the sort. his appearance might have suggested that of a clown, one that could have even been mortal; but that was untrue. he was far from the natural order of things, unable to die, unable to live. feigning offense, he stands there with a bewildered look on his face. pretending that the man's words had brought him some sort of irritation. though, he doesn't expect anyone to know better. most assumed that he was just a man in a costume. it was a simple mistake to be made.

his request was quite simple - looking for somewhere to fill his belly. ART knew of eateries, but all of them required currency - the human construct that kept the world turning. he happened to lack such a thing, which was why he often went without the luxury of food.

holding his hand up, just a moment. he thinks it over, wondering if there is somewhere they can go in the area. follow me, a wave of the hand. he is leading this stranger off - towards a small italian place that he knows best. it was nothing fancy, but it was a place to get food. did his companion have the money to pay for a meal? he would place his bets on no, but dining & dashing wasn't above the clown.

well , it was the best thing that nerio had gotten in a while!!! someone that was paying attention to him! someone that was leading him to a place where he could fill his stomach with something other than rocks and dirt and broken bottles and wrappers! Empty promises , all of them as he spent DAYS trying to take every crumb out of already discarded trash. " FINALLY! " he exclaims with a sigh of relief as there is no hesitation when he follows the other.

He didn't smell of doctors , nope , so his man could be trusted -- that's all that mattered to the boy. So there he goes , matching the stride with some skips & hops of his own. He hums a tune he heard on the radio when he was last inside a store. And then he would go continuing to talk to himself and wondering if his new companion would join in on the conversation.

' Have you ever had like , something that's round like this , and then it goes on like , this umm . . . it's like a pointy thing you can eat! It's so good , humans eat it all the time , they eat it when it's REALLY hot outside though! It's so good! Sometimes it comes on like , a stick though! "

   hello hello my name is mouse and i write a little sea monster boy named nerio !!  he’s maybe a little bit cann*balistic but he loves candy and eating food out of the dumpster and just wants to find his friends.    ( various triggers ahead !!  ) 

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