FLCL. Fan fiction

They say ignorance is bliss… they could be right you know. Finding out they your planet is considered the backwater hillbilly joke of every sentient being this side of infinity, kind of makes everything seam a bit pointless ya know?

So, I sit here in the butt hole of the universes steering out at my home town watching the people go about there sad little lives… wondering where I went wrong.

No…it wasn’t my fault it was hers, Vespa riding psycho, why she chose me ill never know, maybe she didn’t, I mean could have been a random hit and run… if she hadn’t smashed me in the head with her guitar afterwards…

So it turns out the medical mechanica are using our trashy little planet as a staging area for weapons production, you would think out of the thousands of people living in this town someone would have been concerned about the massive factory on the hill that no one go’s into or leaves. But that's us humans for ya. Anyway, so coz of the developing planets bill and some activists taking pity on our slumming selves, the powers that be in the universe decide to send an agent here to check it out… and she hits me in the head with a guitar. Now it turns out there is a point to it, I have a very rear and (so I am told) nearly imposable mutation. In between the left and right side of my brain there’s a N.O. space, a point where time and matter cease to exist… we as a species are about 40.000 years off developing this ability, let alone using it… now I want you to imagine for a moment, someone tells you that in between your ears is a space of absolutely nothing, less than nothing and that this nothing is so special that it can let things cross huge spaces in seconds… yay…

So she smacks me in the head and uses it to transport stuff to our technologically backward place, and it would have worked if the medical mechanica’s enemies hadn’t decided to use the line to send weapons to destroy Thayer factory. Good for us? No, Problem being that the mechanica would destroy the planet if Thayer factory was captured.

So the day after meeting said nutcase I wake up with a lump sprouting from my head, embarrassing as you’d imagine, which shortly bursts free into 2 robots trying to kill each other… enter Haruko, smashing everything that moves…

I return home beaten and dishevelled to find her at my dinner table, she’s became our live in house keeper she tells me, dads overjoyed... So now I have a house keeper, a permanently distracted father and a psychotic alien guard… you think having things pop out of an empty space in your head is strange, you should try living with a deranged alien, first she invades my room, turns my cat in to a intergalactic walky-talky, repairs one of the robots she’s smacked up to do her job at the house, dehydrates dad and sticks him in a cupboard and humiliates me at school, all in all I hated every minute of it, now I miss it.

She finished her job here, and left right then, not even a goodbye.

She’s been gone for months, the factory’s shut down and silent, the destroyed alien machines dragged away by government agency’s to be fanatically researched in a attempt to catch there tech up with the rest of the universe…

They even kept me in a lab for the first few weeks after she left, trying to extract working alien tech from my head, fortunately without Haruko here it doesn’t seam to work anymore, otherwise I would be there strapped to a table with men in white cotes ripping peaces of weird stuff from my head to be studied. That small luck seams to be all I have been afforded, that and I still have the guitar she gave me… its looks so normal, even though Iv seen what it really dose. I guess I should learn how to play it, since Iv been carrying it around for months.

Will tweak the whole thing and End is still to come…
You think the end should be “morbid wow is life on this little planet” or "she returns/lead in for something more interesting" tipe of thing?

Chris