A story about Kyd Wykkyd
Life is tough when you're mute.
This was something I'd learned the hard way. After all, it's hard to tell people what you're thinking when they have no idea what you're trying to "say." It's especially hard when most people don't know sign language.
Yep. Being mute is hard. Very hard.
I'd never been able to speak. This made trying to fit in difficult.
Of course, being mute wasn't my only problem. You see, I wasn't entirely human. Well, at least not in a normal sense. I had an odd appearance that included solid red eyes, paper white skin, fangs, and pointed ears. Another thing was that I could teleport.
Luckily I had some friends, which made so much easier.
"Hey Kyd Wykkyd! Stop hanging out in your room by yourself and get out here!" See-More shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Yeah, we got a new game!" Mammoth added.
I let out a sigh as I put my book down. I hurried into the living room and saw my friends doing their thing.
Billy Numerous was arguing with one of his clones about who would go first, while another was begging Gizmo to hurry-up setting up our Gamestation, which we have to unplug in order to watch TV. Mammoth was in the kitchen getting snacks while See-More was reading the directions to the new game.
"Well it's about time you left your room," Gizmo said. "Will you leave me alone you pit-sniffer!" He shouted at Billy, who had started poking him in an attempt to get him to hurry-up.
I smirked to myself.
Suddenly an alarm went off. Gizmo rushed over to the console.
"There's a bank on Main St. that just received a shipment of gold." He said, checking the screen.
"Well what are we waiting for?" See-More asked. "Let's go!"