One Shots!

Fan and Suitcase | Passing Time

The ceiling fan slowly rotated. The room was still. Fan and Suitcase laid on Fan's bed, doing absolutely nothing. Fan was about to fall asleep, really. Suitcase looked at her feet as she flicked them from side to side.

Boring wasn't exactly the right word for it. None of them were the best conversationalists, but that was okay. They felt comfortable in each other's company. It was nice to know they had someone to pull them out of a rabbit hole, should they enter one.

A sudden thought brought Fan back to the waking world.

"Hey, Suitcase."

"Hm?"

"You ever think about death? Like- permanent death?"

"Oh." Suitcase looked to the ceiling. "Hm...not..not really. Why do you ask?"

Fan shrugged. "I was just wondering what it would be like. I think I saw a ghost once, but I'm not really sure. Or, the alternative," he turned over, facing Suitcase, "we just...disappear."

"Both sound pretty scary," Suitcase said. "Which would you prefer?"

"Oh, well-"Fan fumbled, "jeez, um.." he pasued. "Turning into a ghost, I guess. I find some solace in knowing I can continue some sort of pseudo-life when I die forever; an empty consciousness is scary. Do I just, float around in blackness forever?"

Suitcase hummed. "It could be comforting. You wouldn't have to worry about anything or anyone anymore."

"I think that comes complimentary with being dead," Fan joked. Suitcase chuckled.

"Personally, I find the whole heaven hell thing to be a bit comforting. It's like a mix of being a ghost and the eternal blackness you mentioned." Suitcase gazed off into the distance. "Free of this world, but not completely by yourself...and I like to think I'm a good person."

"You are," Fan smiled. "Not everyone has the patience to listen to my nonsensical ramblings."

"I'm more of a listener anyways," Suitcase modestly countered. "I think you're a good person, too."

"Aw, you flatter me." Fan turned over, resting on his stomach. "Y'know, if we ever do die forever, we could make ghost vlogs or something."

The corner of Suitcase's mouth tipped up. "That'd be nice. What would we call it, though?"

"Hm.." Fan drew his thumb and forefinger below his mouth. "Something like..Life in the Afterlife, or...Life After Life..." He shrugged. "Name's a work in progress."

"Well, that's fine." Suitcase smiled. "We've got all our lives to figure it out, right?"

Fan laughed. "Good point. And hey, I'm really glad we're friends. It's nice to talk to you."

"Oh!" Suitcase blushed happily, "I'm glad too. But, I should probably get going," she said, jumping off the bed. "See you next week?"

"See you next week!" Fan waved. Suitcase waved too- with her foot- and softly closed the door behind her.