Ticker

Apr 09, 2008 - 02:13 AM PST

I am Noodle's worst enemy, and Shawn's best asset. Ticker here, at your service. Unlike Noodle's lack of manners, I am here not to speak ill of other organs. I'm the nicer one.....I have a big "heart."

Earlier I mentioned to be Noodle's worst enemy, and that's something natural between all brains and hearts: we tend to feud over decisions. He uses common sense, and I stand behind what Shawn wants to do. It's understandable that he won't listen to me, I'm usually the wrong answer when it all weighs out. The thing is that I'm always right, one way or another. Though he listens to Noodle, he dreams of following me. Every night in his dreams he wishes that another route was taken. Regret slowly kills me, and Shawn doesn't make it easier.

Shawn may have been in love once before, but when she left, I didn't break. Noodle was thoroughly confused; Shawn was too. I wasn't. My host is stronger than any of his organs are led to believe. He's so strong, he found a way to control how I work. I could see why now he won't hear me out. Why listen to someone you control, when they're gonna say what you want them to?

Nonetheless, I'm still there for him. I'll continue to be passionate about what makes him happy, and what gives him reason to wake up every morning. I've never stopped on him; I plan to never stop as long as blood flows through us both. I only wish these shackles he put on my arteries and veins would no longer restrict what I do best: making him human.