Not Her

DATE: 4/04
RATING: PiG

SUMMARY: Mr. Feigenbaum laments the fate of his Girl.
A/N:  Written for the open sunday drabble community on LJ. I figured, p2 wrote a Gordo, I better get going too. 

She's not my Girl anymore. Not really. Once, I kept her company while she calculated complex Kal Kew Luss problems and "devised methods of" this or that. That time seems so long ago. Now Not-Girl is here. She smells of dust and rotten tomatoes and talks like Girl's old "See N Say".

I am almost glad when Scruffy Fur lifts me into the small dark place and shuts it tight. I would rather stay all alone than with Not-Girl. She is not mine. She is wrong. And I am not really the Master of
Chaos.