You had finally found your apartment in the city you just moved into, but it wouldn't be ready until tomorrow.

You'd had....a day, in general, and you were honestly just glad nothing TOO bad happened- not like last time.

Walking down the street, looking for a hotel, you strolled past an alley and caught a glimpse of something black and furry....you hoped it was a cat. Really.

You wandered into the alley you saw the 'cat' slink down, glancing around the trash bins and chirping out a 'pspsps' to get its attention.

You jump when you feel something brush against your leg.

Looking down, you see a huge eyeball staring up at you.

You flinch away from the weird....thing, and try to get your bearings.

It didn't seem to mean you harm, but it definitely wasn't normal to see a 2-foot-tall ball of hair staring up at you.

You curiously waved at it, and it trilled. It seemed to like that.

You asked it if it could talk, and it made a weird chirpy purr noise. Seems like it can't...

Then it started making all sorts of weird noises and gesturing around, but you weren't sure what about.

It tugs on your leg with what you can only describe as a tentacle of hair, and tugs you over to a storm drain.

The little hairball trilled at you again, and started writing something in the dust, but it was in a language you didn't understand.

Before you could attempt to inquire more, it slinked over to the storm drain.

It chirped loudly at you and you could only guess what it meant.

You asked it if it wanted you to wait here. It nodded its little body to the best of its ability and you nodded back. You watched the little creature disappear down the drain, and sighed. You guessed you were waiting for lord knows what. At least it killed some time, and it wasn't every day you saw something like this.

You walked back over to the alley, and sat against the wall- but kept the drain in sight for when that thing came back. You slowly let your tired eyes close...

"Hello!"

You jolted awake, and came face-to-face with a familiar eyeball, but a very different body.

Confused, you asked who the....man? In front of you was. He seemed sad for a moment, his expression falling slightly. "Oh....you don't recognize me?" But after a moment, he perked up, clasping his pale hands together. "Good! That means my body is perfect!"

He awkwardly slouched over a bit, his eyebrow furrowing. "I've been trying for sooooo long to get it right, but someone can always tell that I'm not human." He looked askance for a moment, before continuing. "And then it's really really really really really really scary. But you couldn't tell it was me! Thank you so so so so much for waiting by the way! I didn't know if you would, but I really really really hoped!"

Confused, you asked him if he was really that little hairball you saw. You remarked on how that didn't make sense, but you could kind of see a resemblance. His face fell, and he looked a little downhearted now, but that ever-present, too-wide smile still stayed. "Oh no...you can? Can you tell me what gives it away?"

This was....ridiculous, but you couldn't deny that there was a cyclops with an oddly gummy body standing in front of you. You could only describe the way he moved like an old kids' claymation show, but his long black hair seemed to twist and turn at will. You explained to him that it was the eye, mostly- humans were supposed to have two, and he only had one in the middle of his face. You also pointed out that humans were also supposed to have a nose, and he didn't.

"Oh...is there just one again?" He seemed so disappointed. "Making two is so hard, though...It's very very very very uncomfortable to split my pupil and then everything looks really dizzy...but if you think that'll make me perfect, then I'll do it!"

He seemed to cheer up at the end, there, clasping his hands together and smiling wider than before.

"Ms. Ivy, the mayor's assistant, said we can be people if we can fit in! I'm so so so excited to fit in! Oh, Ms. Ivy called me 'John Doe' by the way!"