Is it normal to have fictional characters as imaginary friends? Of course not. No one ever said I was normal.
So in my latest fantasy I found myself in an underground village, the initial setting for a certain anime. A little blue-haired boy was listening to a story about a man with the same name as him marrying a beautiful woman called Nia. The story was being read by an older boy, who he called his ‘bro’. And that story was actually a fanfic of a certain anime.
"That was a sad story," Simon decided after the first one, pausing before saying: "But it was just a story, right?"
Kamina responded that it is never just a story, and went on to read more. Some took place after the Gurren Lagann series, others during it. I got the impression that Simon would have already known the full series of Gurren Lagann to understand these. Was that another one of Kamina’s stories?
Little Simon began to cry after the final ending, either over a particular character’s death, or the fictional friends he’d never had. He tried not to however, until his bro asserted that there was nothing wrong with his ‘manly tears’. That was when he spotted me.
The young man greeted me casually, and suggested I might be eavesdropping. I greeted him awkwardly as ‘Kamina-senpai’ and said I had heard the legends about him. That seemed to impress him. I’ll admit, he wasn’t quite as over-the-top as he is in the anime. Maybe that’s something to do with he describes himself in his stories.
I introduced myself to Simon, curious to meet a boy his own age, and probably confused that he had never seen me before. As a token of friendship, I offered him my jumper because he looked cold. He said he never felt the cold, but would like if I gave him my jumper anyway. I gladly obliged.
I’m sure we’ll meet again, especially as my host is now writing his own crossover fic.