Spike's Imaginary(?) Friend

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Dear Alex:

Your dad and I are on a business trip and will be returning sometime in the next few weeks. I'm sorry we couldn't tell you in person but it sort of popped out of nowhere. There is enough food in the fridge but in case you need anything there is some money in the safe, I'm sure you know how to open it.

Love, Mom

P.S: Please try to socialize and make some friends, I heard that there are new neighbors and they have kids in your age.

I crumble the paper and continue what I was planning to do: rummage through the fridge for anything that matches my taste. Sure enough, I found nothing but mortadella and some toast. I didn't even bother to make the sandwich, I just shoved the contents in my mouth and chewed. Hey, It's the same concept right?

"What to do now? It's Saturday and I'm completely, certainly, definitely, surely, positively, entirely bored." I sigh "But that's not a new thing to me."

"Why don't you make some friends as your mom said? It's a good idea if you ask me." Rust said. He's my *AHEM* robot imaginary friend.

"Shut up." I grab a bottle of orange juice and pull a chair to the kitchen table.

"But she's right. Friends are important, remember that show you like so much?"

"What show?"

"Just a show on The Hub you used to watch every Saturday."

"What about it?"

"Remember what happens at the end of every epi-"

"Just skip the riddles and get to the point."

"Fine, the whole focus of the show is on the importance of friendship."

"Well, it's just a show."

"Just a show with an important message."

"Right"

"Hey. you're a fifteen year old kid with no friends, and you sleep with a teddy bear"

"I told you, Mr. Snuggles has his own bed"

"Doesn't change the point"

"Why are you so annoying all of a sudden? I thought you're supposed to make me feel better, not crush me with lectures. That's dad's job."

"As your imaginary friend it's my job to annoy you until you have real friends and don't need me anymore."

"Oh yeah? so you're saying I can't get rid of you?"

"Unless you get friends, you can't"

"Alright, I imagine a wormhole that sucks you to the place where all of you go in the end." I casually start draining the bottle.

"Wait! No!"

The wormhole appears in the middle of the living room. It devours Rust, and as soon as I wanted to close it, It starts pulling ME.

"HEY! NOT ME!"

Darkness...