It was scared; but giddy and full of wonder as it crept back into its jar.
The big man in the white coat terrified him: most of the time he was angry, the rest, he was crying, cursing at the world and something he called humans, wailing loudly and in a pain it couldn’t fathom, with its tiny growls and small body.
It figured the scary man was a human: he was everything he described when he ranted: big, scary, uncaring, cruel. If he knew of its adventures around the big, smooth skinned beings outside its wooden dwelling, he would surely make him suffer. Horribly. It still remembered what he did to the big, hairy creature when it dared asked him why he cried… not even its fangs could save it from something too horrible to even think about…
It sighed, remembering its friend and shivered, knowing the risks of disobeying; but it couldn’t help it: when it ventured outside, it saw that all those beings the evil man in the white coat described as the most malevolent, were actually nice and playful… they covered their faces with objects that made them resemble its own… with beautiful long fangs and warty, rough skin… some even gave it tasty, sweet food and patted it on its spiny back… and it felt something warm in its chest… something it didn’t feel around the man in the white coat.
The night before was the first time it heard them… it felt them: sounds like it had never experienced before, and it was enraptured, it wanted more and more of them, it wished they never stopped.
It heard the smooth skins mention a word, over and over, when the sounds were soothing him.
The word was “music”.
It decided that’s what it would call the bliss: “music”… it also knew that was its destiny: it would music. It would music until the moon stopped shining for it… but first things first: it had to escape, then it needed to learn how to music; but it was sure the smooth skins would teach him if it learned how to better communicate with them… it also noted the tall beings responded repeatedly when certain words, such as “John”, “Mary”, “Lou” and “Beth”, were used… it thought they were special words for each different being… it wanted a word of its own, and it would respond, and show its teeth and music for them.
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