Theme 017 - Dreamer (about 1,067 words)

He was a dreamer. Rex liked to dream. With the way most of providence treated him he found himself dreaming of being free. Things have been better for him lately with a better room and more freedom but he still longed for normality. He dreamed to be normal. To be a normal kid with a normal family. He did not have memories of a normal life to think of. He had to go by the things he saw on tv. He knew it wasn't real. He understood that most of those things were faked. That real life wasn't like that, therefore normality wasn't like that either. But it was all he had and he preferred the normal shown on tv over providence any day.

He got lost in his daydreams sometimes. He could only be brought back to real life when Six shook him hard enough and called out to him. Other then that he would be lost in his own world. He could be lost for as long as he was allowed. Rex also had a big imagination. He would dream of dragons both good and bad. He'd dream of knights and fairy tales. He dreamed of things from the books and stories he was told to as a child. He got into trouble with his imagination sometimes. He would dream up of scenarios and play them out. He would end up tearing up a lab. Knocking down chairs , cracking monitor screens , and breaking glass. Doctor Holiday or Agent Six would find him among the mess or just find the mess after he had left. They always knew it was him. Who else would do something like that? They've given up at yelling at him, but they still punished him.

He hated being grounded or having to do more chores. He didn't mean to destroy the lab. He didn't realize what he was doing until it was too late. He would be way to into what ever he was dreaming of then his hand would knock something off the desk. It would break and he would be brought back to reality. As he tried to clean it up he'd break more things simply on accident. He did not think he should be punished from an accident. Agent Six and Doctor Holiday didn't agree. They thought he should be punished so he would learn to be more careful so these kind of accidents wouldn't happen in the future. The fifteenth year old disagreed but he had little to no say in the matter. He would sit in his room without his phone or gaming system or tv. He hated being grounded. He had nothing to do except chores. He hated chores more then having nothing to do. He'd get into more trouble when he had nothing to do. He would wonder the halls looking for things to do, or not do his chores. Sometimes, more often then not he would do both.   

He'd dream when he had nothing to do when he was grounded. He would be slow to do his chores and extra chores due to how much he dreamed. He would just sit and dream. A whole day would be wasted with him just sitting there and dreaming of all kinds of stuff. Things like being able to leave the base freely as he liked. Freedom. He also dreamed of family. He saw Agent Six and Doctor Holiday as parents. They were his family. But he dreamed of the kind of family you would see on tv. White picket fence life style. As much as he loved Agent Six and Doctor Holiday a ninja and top research scientist aren't typical jobs and a kid isn't usually a top agent of a world wide agency. His life wasn't normal. His life at providence was okay but it wasn't normal. He longed for normality.

At night when he went to bed his dreams were about what he though normal was. They were about him being normal. He did know it but he dreamed of his past. He dreamed of his real parents. Granted his past wasn't the ideal type of normal. Moving around from science lab to science lab. But it was more normal then his live at providence. He could be just a kid back then. Now he had to be a solider to. So not normal.

He would dream about being able to run around and just be a kid. To play and laugh when he wanted to. He longed to kick a ball around without worrying about breaking any thing super expensive. To play outside instead of confined places. To play when ever he wished, to go and do it when he wanted to. Not be so confined, locked up and , supervised.

His life at providence started to improve. Thanks to Doctor Holiday, and Agent Six as well. They let the boy have more free time , gave him a nicer room, let him leave base at times, let him have 'family dinners' on Fridays, and gave him his own basketball court on base. Slightly more normal. He'll take it. He was content with his life as it was. Even if he wasn't that normal. It was more normal now. He was happy.

He loved the family meals with Doctor Holiday, Agent Six and Bobo Haha the monkey well chimpanzee technically. He felt so normal then. Eating meatloaf and mashed potatoes with the people he loved and saw as parents. He was content. He had lesson daily for schooling just like other kids now too. He hated schooling but he felt normal when he had his lessons. It was boring but normal to him. He liked going to school and interacting with other kids but he rarely got to do so. Noah always complained but Rex was fine with it. He saw interacting with other kids and all the attention was awesome. Boring lesson aside.

He was a dreamer. He dreamed of lots of things. He would always be a dreamer but his dreams are changing. He dreamed of normality but as he was slowly getting normal he still dreamed just different things. He used his imagination more now. He had to get his imagination under control so he wouldn't get in trouble so much. Not today though. Rex smiled as he laid back and let his mind drift.