I came to and found giant westerners reaching for me. I tried to run but my limbs seem to not be functioning correctly. I expected the worst, but instead I was cradled? I was brought to a massive teat just in my face. I knew Westerners were loose, but come on woman at least let's have dinner first. Wait why am I instinctively nuzzling into it? MILK?!
I'm being fed? Is this the dinner first aspect of the date? Look lady I'm not interested, I prefer smaller more petite women, and not so pale. I tried to say it, but my mouth was full. I hate to admit it but the milk was awfuly delicious.
The giant starts speaking, or I think she's speaking. Speak Chinese woman! I'll take Cantonese or even Taiwanese at this point I can at leaat try to figure out some words. Wait it sounds familiar, oh it's English! Hated having to take those courses, why can't Westerners learn out language? It's more beautiful, sophisticated, and our writing is so nice. Not only that there are more of us!
Ok think, what did the giant just say? I think she just called me her cute baby? Wait baby? That explains why I can't move so well. OH NO! Does that mean I'm one of them as well? Please let me be adopted, maybe they adopted a baby from back home. Right totally plausable maybe I got adopted by a gay couple and I'm still... still... Oh no that guy that walked into the room and kissed her.
Hours after my existential crisis, I've come to accept my fate. It's not so bad maybe I can get into their government and bring the party here and some more culture. Maybe just maybe I can get the four great classics into the schooling system too!
Step one though, figuring out this language and making it feel more natural. Step two figuring out names, my parents and my own. Step three.. step three can wait I need a nap this body isn't really ready for all this thinking.
Time flies and before I knew it several months have passed. I think I have the language figured out. Everytime they pick me up they mention a word "hungry" I think that's my name wonder if it means anything. I know Westerners dont always have meaning to their names but I feel like mine means something. Still not used to seeing such odd looking faces and thinking those are my parents, and I still pausing to try and translate it to a proper language. Enough of that for now I need to work on my motor skills. Then, I can reach those books I've seen before. I need to figure out when and where I am exactly, the good news is it seems I'm not in some distant past or place with low technology. The room is climate controlled and there is a television in the house. Reading is definitely going to be a challenge, I can't really expect them to be writing the way I'm used to reading. Thankfully the mother is reading to me already, with how much I need to learn the pictures definitely help.
I have found some things out, firstly most importantly my name isn't hungry. The mother read a book about a hungry insect and it clicked they were asking if i was hungry, which makes sense thinking about it now.
Second, I'm most likely in New York or at least that's what I hear the most on the television. Ugh! Why did it have to be America of all places?I was hoping it was Britain or maybe Australia. No, I'm in the land of guns and racists. I still remember my grandpa getting beaten to death over there. We weren't close but as he moved there with my uncle's family years before. The family was actually thinking of trying to get a visa to move, then the pandemic hit. The my grandpa died, and all those beatings of other Asians and some of them weren't even Chinese so it was obvious they hated Asians over there. Did more digging and my cousin said although it was easier to get wealthy there's a reason Chinatowns exist. They got me into an American show called Warrior. So it was segregation, power in numbers, and when all else fails trying to make yourself invisible. I thought China was the best country before, but learning about all this and even more so afterwards. That and I knew the truth about Westerners, they hate Asians, want to own the world, and want to make the world white.
Third ,my parents are magic! Well something close to it at the very least. They do things that are definitely not normal in any aspect. That is definitely something to lookforward to!
Babyhood sucks, I mean that figuritively and literally. All I do is suck on nipples and pacifiers. The other things I do well I'd rather not think about that way too embarrasing. I wish this was like a tv show and I could just fast forward