Alfred and Leela Meet [Skype IC]

[Leela Marie Cavanaugh]

"Why should I show myself to you?  Your not the boss of me and I was just having some fun.  I didn't make you recall your old memories you did that yourself."

-She was slightly scared but then again what was this teenage boy-thing going to do to her any way? She had always loved to run to stay in shape, so if something did happen she was going to book it.-

[Alfred Franklin Jones]

"Yeah, but you planted the seed to bring them back. Can you just show yourself, please? It's a lot easier to talk to someone I can actually see than someone in my head. Or at the very least, you asked what I was? Would you really like to see that?"

-Honestly insn't sure if this entity is even REAL...and if it is, it's in his head anyway, so...-

[Leela Marie Cavanaugh]

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring anything back you've gotten rid of.  People are constantly in my head too if that makes you feel better, somehow I doubt it though.  And I can see you just fine from where I'm standing."

-Coming more in to plain view she studied the guy before actually doing anything.-

[Alfred Franklin Jones]

-Notices a girl standing not that far away. So she does exist...that makes him a little more hesitant to answer any of her questions. Though he can't really control his thoughts, can he? The memories are coming back nonetheless, so he just focuses on making them into something that makes sense.-

-Closes his eyes and concentrates, recalling his first memory. It's clearly from the view of a little boy, no more than three or four years old, watching a colonial family enter a makeshift house from behind a tree. The boy jumps when he hears a deep, rumbling voice behind him, followed by a deep laugh, and turns toward the source of the voice-

"What do we have here?"

-The man states with a smile-

"Where are your parents?"

-Little Alfred shrugs-

"Don't have any..."

-The man continues to smile-

"Well, you're welcome to stay with us if you like!"

[Leela Marie Cavanaugh]

-Catches his eyes for a moment then his thoughts enter her head. She watched as a little boy in colonial times is watching a family enter a house then a booming voice enters and asks him a question. The memories stops with the little boy saying he doesn't have any family and the older man offering his house. Her mind clearing she looked at the older version of the small boy and slowly makes her way toward him.-

[Alfred Franklin Jones]

-Keeps his eyes closed before continuing on with the story. Shows the same little boy and man, though this time with a woman and four other children, the youngest being about Alfred's age. This time the woman speaks-

"You don't have any family? Well, we're the Jones family. Do you have a name?"

-Alfred shakes his head-

"Well then, I think we'll call you Alfred!"

-This memory fades out to a memory that is clearly a few years later, as judging by the fact that the four children have all aged noticeably, as Alfred hides behind a barrel watching them play. He turns his head as he overhears his 'parents' talking-

"There's something strange about Alfred...he hasn't aged at all since he came to stay with us! And do you know that he picked up one of the barrels outside with one hand? A little boy that small? There's something strange about him, Jeb!"

-The next image shows Alfred leaving the Jones family...followed by a few similar images of him being accepted by families, only to leave after a year or so so as not to arouse too much suspicion.-

[Leela Marie Cavanaugh]

-Still not sure if he's human, or not after watching the memories.  She decided that they were going to be friends.  She didn't know if he would even accept an invitation like that.  But it's not like she was a normal human being either.  She reached Alfred and stood there for a moment looking at him.  Wondering if he meant to share his thoughts or not.-

"Hello Alfred, I'm Leela. And thank you for sharing those thoughts, if that's what you meant to do."

[Alfred Franklin Jones]

-Opens his eyes and manages a smile, though still looks a bit reminiscent-

"Nice to meet you...there's more, if you want to see it."

[Leela Marie Cavanaugh]

"If you are willing to share, I'm willing to watch."

-Holding her head up high.  She was used to people showing her there thoughts, she understood it was way easier than actually saying something that was maybe to hard or painful to put in to words.-

[Alfred Franklin Jones]

-Closes his eyes and lets the memories continue. This time Alfred is watching three men chat in a field, each with different accents. A man speaking with a Finnish accent is talking-

"I saw a young boy outside of the villages...he did not seem to belong to anyone in the villages. I wonder if he is an entity like us?"

-Another man, this one speaking in a French accent, points out Alfred-

"Hey Finland, is that the boy?"

-Alfred jumps upon being noticed and starts to run off, shouting out 'sorry!', being called after by a man with a British accent-

"Hey, get back here!"

-Opens his eyes at this point to see how Leela is taking it before going further-

[Leela Marie Cavanaugh]

-She didn't understand what the one man meant by entity. It sounded like he was more of a spirit then a person. She looked at Alfred for a moment but determined to find out what he was, she nodded that she was ok for Alfred to go on with his memory.-

[Alfred Franklin Jones]

-Closes his eyes and continues-

-This time Alfred is with the three men again, as they debate with each other over whether Alfred should be their...little brother?-

-The next scene just shows Alfred with a long-haired blonde man, the man who spoke with the French accent, and a short haired blonde man with bushy eyebrows, the one who spoke with a British accent. Once again, the two are arguing, and Alfred is watching. Though this time? He's brought into it. The bushy-eyebrowed one points to Alfred and speaks with a British accent-

"America is MY little brother!"

-He turns to Alfred with an almost savage expression-

"Come with me and we'll open all sorts of new doors together..."

-At this, both Alfred AND the long haired blond man with the French accent start crying-

"Stop, England, you're scaring even ME."

-This man turns to Alfred-

"Come with me. You'll be treated to all sorts of good food..."

-Pulls out a plate of food. Alfred goes toddling over happily, until he notices the bushy eyebrowed man sitting a few feet away, looking depressed and as though he's near tears. Alfred runs up to the man at once-

"Are you okay?"

-This fades yet again to another scene, where Alfred is walking along with a dog and the bushy eyebrowed man approaches again-

"You're not running away."

-He states, which is followed by Alfred answering-

"I've been doing a lot of thinking about myself lately. Can I call you big brother?"

-The bushy eyebrowed man makes a strange face, as if he's witnessed something disturbing in his mind's eye, which makes Alfred tilt his head, but then the bushy eyebrowed man quickly smiles-

"You can call me England."

[Leela Marie Cavanaugh]

-Opens her eyes and was still a bit confused why all the others had country names.  Was it some sort of club they were in and that was how they identified each other?  There were so many questions but where to start?-

"So are you trying to tell me your in some strange cult club?"

-Leela couldn't help but grin a bit before getting serious again.-

[Alfred Franklin Jones]

-Can't help but laugh a little, and acknowledges her grin with one of his own, but it's an odd grin...a sort of 'I know something you don't know' grin, before he closes his eyes again-

-This time the scene is on Alfred looking into a mirror. He has finally aged a little, but still has the physical appearance of only a six year old. The same little tuft of hair is sticking up at the front of his head, though his glasses are noticeably missing, as in the earlier memories. The man identifying himself as England comes up behind him, and Alfred's entire visage lights up when he sees him, turning around and throwing his arms around the young man at once-

"England!" -Exclaims happily- "You're back!"

-In the fray the young man almost drops the box that he's carrying and laughs-

"America, calm down. Your strength, remember? Speaking of..."

-He points out a very large hole in the side of the building-

"What have I told you about throwing buffalo?"

-At this, Alfred blushes and giggles-

"But it's fun!"

-Opens his eyes again-

[Leela Marie Cavanaugh]

"You name yourselves after countries, you're strong enough to throw a buffalo.... I mean you can't be a mutant unless you have the power not to age and strength which I've never heard of a mutant living forever... unless your some type of experiment? Or some sort of Country, which is probably insane too."

-Leela studied Alfred for a long time, he had glasses, flesh and hair.  He looked an awful lot like a human.  But there was something about him she couldn't place, now that she had taken a glance at his memories.-