Once upon a time in a land far away, in the galaxies of this universe, was a country under the name of Terra-Nornia. In this country there was a species so amazing that one couldn't believe it being that smart, for alien lifeforms. They were called norns. Many people from far and wide bought CDs which show just how smart and amazing these creatures were. Thus I will now give you the auto-biography of one norn from this planet. I give you Mary.
I would like to start by giving you a brief history of my past. I never knew my mother, because they say she died very soon after giving birth to my egg shell. No one ever told me what her name was, or even how she died. In fact, the only thing I do know about her at all is that she was very beautiful. Therefore she always got the man, as you humans tend to say, so I've noticed. Anywho, since she was so beautiful it came at a price to her. That was this...she over-populated Albia. Oh yes, I'm sure you think I'm lying, but the truth is: I have brothers and sisters who made the voyage over here, to Terra-Nornia, that will assure you of how terrible it was. I won't go into detail though, for I'm going off the subject. Anyhow, that's about all I know of my mother. I don't really care to know anything more about her either, and that's for two reasons:
1) I'm a norn, therefore I tend not to remember my mother after my childhood, like so many other norns.
2) I've got a sneaking suspicion that she died of some terrible, incurable norn disease. Therefore, if this case is true, I might end up dying of the same thing even before I have my first child.
That's all there is to say about my Mother...oh wait, I left out one small detail, her name. She was called Mary. I'm named after her, of course.
My father...is alive sadly. True, it is sad when a child says that of their
father, no less the mother, but it is the truth. He's a manipulative old norn,
and in fact he's just pushing becoming a pensioner. Many norns, along with
me, wish him dead and hope that when he does become a pensioner he will become
less manipulative. Why, you might ask, is he so mean that everyone, even myself
included wishes him dead? Well,l I'll tell you why. His name is Pooh. He is
though, I must admit extremely cute. At first sight, you fall in love with
him, but only after moments of talking with him you know why everyone runs
away in terror as he enters the scene.
He was born out of a strange woman,
who thought that raising norns to care for one another was a foolish notion,
and let her children run wild. It's hard to believe at all that Pooh even
knew how to speak the few words he knows already. He was a bully, when he
was a child, and ever since then. It's a wonder how he ever gets to kiss-pop
other norns. His idea of how to get a girl to be ready for him to kiss-pop
them, is to slap and beat up the girls. Often I have seen girls crying afterwards
when they find out that they are pregnant. Their family just shakes its head
and says...well, you were willing to let him kiss-pop you. You can't get rid
of it now. Then the girl is disowned, and left to fend for herself against
the Grendel, and all other evils of Terra-Nornia. Though here's one small
rumour I'll leave you with at the end of this paragraph. It is said that not
only did my mother Mary not cry, when she found out she was impregnated by
my father, but she also giggled and did a little jig.
Well as you know by now my name is Mary. I have a Bald Norn head and body, and Purple Mountain legs and arms. When I was born from the incubator, there was another baby there in the incubator room learning from the encyclopedia. His name was Paul, and he was a handsome little devil. He had a purple mountain head and body, accompanied by purple mountain legs and then horse norn arms. He never quit smiling, and I think it was then that I fell in love with him. We spent our whole babyhood there. Sometimes he would tutor me, when I couldn't quite pronounce a word. Then, when I got it right, he would congratulate me with a kiss. Sometimes we would be too busy talking to even eat! Once, his life force even dropped below fifty percent and then I had to coax him to eat some food. That was the worst time in my life. The great Hand was constantly injecting him with medicines.
There was one moment in which I'll never forget.
"Mary, If you wish, I'll tell you my moniker. Then we can live together, forever." he croaked out.
Gasping out in between sobs I said to him, "It wouldn't be the same, Paul. Oh, Paul! Please don't leave me! PLEASE!"
Now, after Paul recovered from his sickness, he had changed. He had changed
in some way that at the time I had no clue as to what was wrong with him.
Little did I know, that I too would soon find that I would change as well, and
find out just what happened to Paul. Anyway, soon after he recovered his
sister was born and so she joined us in the incubator room. I'm not sure
as to whether her joining us affected Paul either.
So anyway Paul's sister
was named Paulette. She was exactly like him only in female form. At first
things went as it had been before Paul had been sick. Everyone was happy
there in the incubator room. We were all quite happy, and Paulette and I loved
to learn together, we became immediate best friends. Our spirit was always
darkened though by Paul. He had become rebellious, and didn't care to learn
anymore. He would bounce the balls high with tremendous effort. Then he would
cool off and practically kiss everything in sight as if he was on Love Potion
#9.
After Paul's first kissing spree, Paulette and I tried to stay out of his way, though it was practically impossible. I have vague memories of the great Hand shouting commands at Paul to 'push door'. Instead he would fire up into rebellion again, and go off into another kissing spree. I had begun to grow tired of all of these goings-on. Paulette was becoming so tiresome in her babyish ways. Then that was the clue: babyish ways!! So obvious was it now to me what had happened to Paul. He had become a child, and was no longer a baby! Therefore I was a child too! I ran up to Paul kissed him on the cheek and said
"Let's push the door,Paul!"
Together we trod towards the door. Then arching up high we did something that would mark our lives forever. We pushed the door, and doing so we pushed back our babyhood. We were now ready to do anything in Terra-Nornia. Anything could happen ,and no matter what happened we would do it together!
End of Part 1.
(unfinished story)