#also what hes reading is The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoevesky!!!

[alien-til-i-stage]

Macbeth, Age 14

Macbeth has always been surrounded by chaos, he thinks to himself. Back when he was still with his guardian, Roulette, his ‘siblings’, they called themselves, were always loud. If they weren’t working, they were playing and screaming.

Maybe not screaming, but it was just as annoying to Macbeth. He hated it, being around them. They were always incompetent and noisy.

Maybe this was karma, he thought to himself as he listened to the other kids playing around him.

He looks up from the book he was in the middle of reading, only to see the other children playing. Most of the kids here had taken a liking to Innamorati, unfortunately Innamorati had taken a liking to Macbeth himself, making to when Innamorati wanted to play around Macbeth, so would the ten other kids who wanted to play with Innamorati. Including Toki, who he despised the most.

He heard shouts and laughter ringing out all around him, Toki and Sebastion were playing a game of tag, while Innamorati was currently reading to Nene and Yumi about some other book. Innamorati had tried to convince Macbeth to join in, however he would rather die than have to spend any amount of time with anyone in general.

Innamorati was just like Juliet. Macbeth hated this the most about him. He hated how Innamorati mimicked his sister, the one he had left behind in Roulette’s care and essentially abandoned. It wasn’t like that, he thinks to himself. But a part of him isn’t convinced by that.

He turns his attention back to the book in his hands, ignoring the ruckus around him. Ignoring how similar it is to the noise he had heard with his ‘siblings’.

“I am a fool with a heart but no brains, and you are a fool with brains but no heart; and we’re both unhappy, and we both suffer.”

Hm? His eyes passed over the text, not taking in what was said. He tried again.

“He is a fool with a heart but no brains, and you are a fool with brains but no heart; and you are both unhappy, and you both suffer.”

Wait, that’s not what it said?

“Innamorati is a fool with a heart but no brains, and I, Macbeth is a fool with brains but no heart; and we’re both unhappy, and we both suffer.”

Ok… There’s no way it includes Macbeth in this story. He thinks to himself. He blinks a couple times, his vision getting gradually more blurry with each blink.

He looks up and sees his siblings playing around him.

He blinks again and realizes it’s just the other kids. His siblings were no longer here.

Whatever, neither them nor these kids matter, he tells himself.

He can feel tears falling and hitting the paper on his book, he hadn’t even realized he was crying.

He heard Innamorari in the distance, shouting to Macbeth after noticing he was crying, but Macbeth didn’t answer.

Maybe he really did miss his siblings.