Lone (Taylor Parahumans Dallon Interlude)
>be “taylor parahumans dallon,” 22
>one parent is completely checked out, doesn’t care about us much (other parent once compared her to “the LaBourn mother”)
>other one is obsessed with worm
>still recovering, hours of therapy every day. unlearning tendencies to collect bugs and doing physical therapy to recover from that one time worm-obsessed parent did a “leviathan dice roll”, trying to forget every line of worm (parent had me memorize all of it)
>have a younger brother, still a minor (chubster)
>since chubster can’t move out, he’s still living with worm-obsessed parent
>going to get sent to non-worm-obsessed parent, which might be even worse (she forgets to give us food sometimes, at least worm-obsessed parent takes us to that burger place once in a while
>pleads me to get him out of there
>do my best, drive over there (my friend Nancy taught me how to drive)
>mother who likes worm finds out, demands an explanation and threatens to “bonesaw” me if i don’t provide a reasonable explanation
>tell my mother i’m doing a worm reenactment
>pick chubster up without her noticing, drive him over to Nancy’s house
>if worm-obsessed parent founds out i lied, she might bring out the echidna costume
>what kind of worm reenactment could i do that would do
>pick up phone to ask worm-obsessed parent for advice
>crash my car cause i’m not paying attention
>fading in and out of consciousness
>half-wake up on a hospital bed, months later, just like taylor hebert from worm after the locker
>realize i’m ignoring something
>weird background noise in senses
>more senses than i’m used to
>cant let worm-obsessed mother find out about this, can’t let anyone find out
>don’t want to be dissected
>going to have to find a way to remove whatever part of my brain is letting me do that
>like contessa did to the original skitter, maybe?
>put the idea in the back of my mind, workshop it later
>neither parent has visited. haven’t found my drivers license under my fake name, so they just think i don’t know how to drive
>worm-obsessed parent wants to legally rename me to annette
>can’t let anyone find out about the bugs
>fall back out of consciousness, specifically tell the bugs to do what they were doing before i woke up (can’t let anyone know)