Suzy’s Strange Saga

"Suzy! You’ve won! You’ve truly overcome all odds! You have not only survived the various uncertain events of this week, but you’ve also thrived! Ladies and gentlemen, let’s give our small town girl some applause and respect for she truly is worthy of it!”

As the crowd claps, whistles and stomps their feet in support, you sit at a large table by yourself looking at…

A broomstick.

It’s just a plain wooden broomstick, nothing more, nothing less.

“Nice. I’m guessing you were listening to Diana’s rant earlier.” You say unemotionally.

No sooner have you said that, when everything disappears and you’re facing Grandma Morningstar in the blasted wasteland again.

“Hey at least it wasn’t a plate of tacos this time. Guess you really are deeply repressed.” Grandma Morningstar says.
“Whatever. Am I finally done with all this nonsense? Am I finally meeting this Misty?” you say.
“You figure out who it is yet?”
“Yeah and I can’t believe I didn’t catch it before. Misty…MISS T…Tiamat.” You answer.
“Yay! Your pretty little blonde head finally got it! And no you don’t get to meet her.”
“What? After all this build up? Seems pretty anti-climatic.”
“Yeah, well besides her being busy, the jury’s still out on you.”
“But…didn’t I win? I’m part of the family now.”
“Yes, yes, technically you won, I suppose, but the lot you’re with are practically just sheep to be lead around by the nose by Bobby so they’ll accept anything he says and Bobby’s in love so of course he’s fine with whatever you do as long as you’re petting his ego and sucking his dick. However, it wasn’t like you killed Diana yourself.”
“So? I let Helen do it. I think it was pretty therapeutic for her.”
“Hmm, and do you think Helen is going to be on your side in the long run knowing how she feels about not just Bobby, but you as well? You’re too soft hearted, but marrying her and Bobby might’ve better solved the potential problems you may have with Helen in the future. However you didn’t do that and while you probably appeased her feelings in the short term, I still say problems are going to crop up in the future with her. You don’t think she won’t just snap one day or silently plot against you?”
“Maybe, but I’d say that’s unlikely.”

Grandma Morningstar snorts.

“And how can you be so sure?”
“I’m not, but isn’t that what chaos is all about? The risk on a possible outcome no matter how small? I mean I’m sure the pragmatic thing to do would be to kill Helen, but I don’t really see why I should or need to. In fact a little kindness is already going a long way with her and will most likely do so in the foreseeable future. Besides, this whole week has taught me a little something about myself.”
“Oh? And what’s that?” Grandma Morningstar asks.

“I’m fucked up.” You say.
“Well I could’ve told you that.” Grandma Morningstar cackles.
“No what I mean is, there is a dark place within me. I know that now. I even feel it sometimes. Why else would I willingly marry a man in a murderous cult? I mean obviously I’ve got some serious mental issues going on in my head that I’ve only managed to not act on and outright block out mainly because I’ve been doing next to nothing in life. Until recently that is. I’ve been realizing that the more fucked up things get around me, the easier it would be for me to just say fuck it too and go full retard on the dark side and the thing is, I’d probably be fairly decent at it. Probably even better than most of the current family here.”

Grandma Morningstar listens intently wondering where you’re going with this.

“But I’m not going to do that, because I also still have a sense of decency. I see no reason to just go engaging in murder, rape and all the rest of that shit just because I’m…evil? I mean am I evil? I don’t know. Probably to most I would be. Probably to you, I’m not evil enough, but to me I’m just me. And THAT’S all I have to worry about. My own fucking code. So, if I want to show kindness to Helen because a small part of me feels genuine pity for her, then so be it. And by the same token, if I suddenly feel the need to blow her brains out because I feel she’s a risk, well we’ll just have to see what happens in the future.”

Grandma Morningstar leans on her cane and remains silent staring at you, then a creepy smiles spreads across her face.

“Well, I guess we will blondie. I guess we will. I suppose Tiamat’s chaos can be as kind as it can be cruel. Who is to say what is right? Well anyway, see you around blondie, I think you’ll be alright.”

Grandma Morningstar waves goodbye to you, disappears and everything around you gets dark.

And you wake up.

You turn your head to the right and see Bobby still with you partially under the blankets. He puts down a book he was reading.

“Hey, it’s about time you got up. You look a little frazzled. Bad dream?” Bobby asks.
“Eh…better than others I’ve had this week. Probably should talk about at some point later, but I’m surprised to see you here. I figured you were going to going to get up early to work on the compound’s defenses.” You say.
“I didn’t sleep for practically a day remember? Anyway, I did get up earlier and gave everyone their orders of what I want worked on then I told everyone not to disturb me unless cannibals or more asshole family members are trying to wreck the place. So far haven’t had any trouble. Glad to see I don’t have to hover around them constantly.” Bobby remarks.

As Bobby brings you closer to him by putting his arm around you, and he surprises you with his next words.

“So…Helen was in love with me huh?” he says.
“…yeah…she was. She probably still is.” You say.
“(Sigh) Shit. You don’t think this will be a problem do you?” Bobby says.
“Why would it be? You don’t have the same feelings for her do you?” you ask.
“No, never thought about her in that way. Didn’t know she felt that way about me until Diana opened her mouth yesterday. Guess it’s sort of obvious in retrospect. I was just more concerned about you though. I don’t want you fearing for plots against your life. I mean I can go talk to her…”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ve discussed all this with Helen on more than one occasion this week. We’ve worked it out.” You say.

While this reassures Bobby you start to wonder about a few of the things you spoke to his grandmother about.

“Bobby?” you ask.
“Yes?”
“Are you disappointed that I didn’t kill Diana?”
“What? What’s brought this on? I told you that didn’t need to kill Diana.”
Yeah, but it seemed so important to you before and it doesn’t have to be just Diana, I mean are you disappointed that I haven’t killed…anyone? I mean before this week went all to hell, I was supposed to sacrifice one of your captives that Aaron blew up.”

Bobby’s arm squeezes around you a little tighter as if to reassure you.

“Suzy, I’ve had a lot of things to think about this week. I had all these grand plans of how this week was going to go and due to unforeseen events some of those plans went to shit. Such is the way of chaos and such is the will of Tiamat. Maybe all of this was her way of showing me that. But getting back to you, I had time to think hard about our relationship and why I fell in love with you in the first place. Your innocence.” Bobby remarks.
“My virginity?” you say.
“Ha ha! Well that might’ve been part of it, but I was referring more about the fact that well you hadn’t grown up in the same sort of environment I did. That you hadn’t killed anyone.”
“Are you saying the fact that I hadn’t murdered anyone made you more drawn to me?”
“Yes initially. You have to remember Suzy, as fucked up as YOU think your family were, you were the closest link to normal for me and I guess that was sort of a turn on. Of course in time when our relationship grew into love, I wanted even more to…corrupt you? I guess that might be the right word. I wanted you to be more like me, more like my family.”
“But…?”

“But, like I said a lot of shit happened this week. I tried to make plans that didn’t work out the way I expected which made me realize that maybe I shouldn’t have been making so many plans, and then I came to the conclusion that maybe I shouldn’t be trying so hard to change you either. I should just go more with the flow and whatever happens, happens. If you never sacrifice someone in Tiamat’s honor, that’s fine. Hell, if you never even accept her glorious chaos, that’s fine too. I love you for who you are now, that’s good enough for me and always will be.”

Bobby’s words make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. You might not be that “good girl” that once hid from the world in basement anymore, but apparently in Bobby’s eyes, you’re still “his good girl.”

You begin to initiate closer intimacy and then that’s when a flash of bright light briefly covers the windows and a loud noise is heard in the distance.

“Shit what the hell was that?” Bobby asks sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
“I dunno, I’m glad we weren’t looking directly at that flash though.” You remark rubbing your eyes too.
“Wait a minute…I think I know…” Bobby says and gets up.

He walks over to the window and you follow close behind.

In the distance to the west, you see the remnants of a mushroom cloud. Probably landed on Security City or near it. You can only guess it probably wasn’t a big one, but you’re still a little concerned if you’re in some sort of fallout radius.

“So…they finally went and did it.” You say.
“Looks like. (Sigh) Shit.” Bobby says.
“What’s wrong? I thought we were prepared for this sort of thing.”
“Oh we are. I’m not even worried about that, it’s just I wanted to spend the day relaxing with you. Now? Well I think you know I’m going to have to go and direct everyone. Oh to hell with it, the apocalypse isn’t going anywhere. Let’s go back to what we were doing.”
“Works for me.” You agree.

Eventually you will have to deal with this new world and whatever its going to throw at you, but for now you and Bobby allow yourselves to enjoy yourselves after this chaotic week.