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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

THE PROPHECYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!

SO WE WERE WALKING DOWN THE STREET...
 
"SO TO HAVE THE VISA ELECTRON I HAVE TO MAKE A PHONE CALL TO A BANK AND FIGURE OUT WHAT THE HELL I'VE GOT TO DO! THIS HAS TO WORK!"
 
"YOU'RE NOT BLUE TODAY..." I SAID.
 
"NOPE."
 
"WHY? WHAT HAPPENNED???"
 
"NOTHING"
 
"CUB, TELL ME..."
 
"NO, IT'S JUST I CANNOT BE BLUE ALL THE TIME. IT'S IN MY BLOOD. ANYWAY, I CANNOT BE BLUE AS I'M A PRO AND I DON'T WANT TO PAINT LIKE GIGER, SO..."
 
"YES. YOU'RE NOT BLUE"
 
SUDDENLY WE FOUND A PHONE BOX.
 
"THIS PHONE BOX LOOKS BRITISH" I SAID.
 
"YES, MUST HAVE BEEN PUT HERE BY A SNOB DESIGNER. THAT'S A TAUTOLOGY AS USUALLY ALL DESIGNERS ARE SNOBS. I STUDIED DESIGN SO I KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT..."
 
SO THE CUB ENTERED THE PHONE BOX AND I TRIED TO ENTER TOO.
 
"DON'T ENTER PLEASE?"
 
"WHY? I CANNOT HEAR THE CONVERSATION???"
 
"LOOK. I'M ANGRY. AND WHEN I'M ANGRY I SAY THE THINGS ALL THE WAY AROUND AND YOU MISUNDERSTAND AND TAKE IT PERSONALLY, SO STAY AWAY"
 
"NOPE"
 
"DREAM OF MY DREAMS, FIRE OF MY LOINS.... MY HEADACHE!!!... MY LOVE MY SIN!"
 
"NO WAY"
 
"ALRIGHT, BUT I TOLD YOU. DON'T MAKE ME SAY LATER I TOLD YOU SO..."
 
SO I ENTERED AND THE CUB COULD NOT REMEMBER THE NUMBER.
 
"GUESS I'LL HAVE TO TRY WITH THESE NUMBERS TO SEE IF..." SAID MY LITTLE CUB PRESSING SOME BUTTONS.
 
AND SUDDENLY, THE PHONE BOX GOT CLOSSED AND THE FLOOR WHERE WE WERE STANDING, STARTED TO GO DOWN.
 
"SOMETHING MAKES ME THINK THAT WHEN YOU DIAL A WRONG NUMBER HERE, YOU GET SENT TO THE  SEWERS..." SAID THE  CUB AS CALM AS BUDHA.
 
"HOW THE HELL ARE WE GONNA GET OUT???"
 
"SWIMMING??? I DON' KNOW, MIKE, WE'LL FIGURE SOMETHING OUT"
 
THE FLOOR STOPPED MOVING AND A DOOR OPENED
 
"WELCOME TO THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC" SAID THE VOICE OF A POLITE WOMAN.
 
"WE'RE NOT WIZARDS" SAID THE CUB "LET'S PRETEND WE ARE OR WE WILL GET KICKED OUT OF THIS PLACE"
 
"SURE... YOU READ ALL HARRY POTTER BOOKS, RIGHT? CAUSE I DON'T WANNA GET LOST IN THIS PLACE"
 
"SORRY, I DON'T HAVE A MARAUDER'S MAP OF THIS PLACE"
 
"WHAT???!!!"
 
"LOOK, TRY TO SEE THE SILVER LINING HERE. WE DID NOT GET HERE THROUGH A WC... SO DON'T COMPLAIN, FINE?"
 
"YES, YOU ARE ANGRY"
 
SO WE WALKED AND WENT INTO AN ELEVATOR AND GOT LOST AND THEN WE STARTED WALKING THROUGH SOME CORRIDORS. AT SOME POINT WE GOT TO A BIG PLACE FULL OF GLASS SPHERES.
 
"I CAN'T SEE NOTHING HERE" SAID THE CUB "LET'S USE THE LIGHTS OF OUR CELL PHONES.
 
SO WE DID.
 
"THIS PLACE IS ETERNAL. IT'S LIKE WE'LL NEVER GET OUT"
 
"I HAVE AN IDEA" SAID THE CUB "WHEN WE GET OUT OF THIS BIG PLACE, WE WILL TALK TO A WIZARD AND TELL WE ARE NOT WIZARDS SO WE WILL GET KICKED OUT FROM THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC AND WE'LL GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE, HOW'S THAT?"
 
"CLEVER. AND NICE. GOOD IDEA"
 
SO WE WERE WALKING AND I STARTED LOOKING AT SOME GLASS SPHERES.
 
"CUB. THIS GLASS SPHERE HAS YOUR NAME ON IT"
 
"REALLY??? LET ME SEE..."
 
SO HE TOOK IT AND A CLUMSY WOMAN WITH GIANT GLASSES WAS INSIDE. SHE LOOKED HIGH. AND SHE STARTED TALKING.
 
"WHAT THE HELL???" I SAID.
 
"OH IT'S A PROPHECY"
 
SO WE HEARD WHAT THE HIGH WOMAN WAS SAYING.
 
 
"THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE BEAR CUB'S SECOND IMPACT SCAR APPROACHES... BORN TO THOSE WHO MADE MILO, BAZ LUHRMANN, AND OLYMPICS GAMES, BORN ON THE FIRST HALF OF THE FOURTH MONTH... AND THE BEAR CUB WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL, BUT HE WILL HAVE POWER THE BEAR CUB KNOWS NOT... AND EITHER MUST HUG IN THE ARMS OF THE OTHER FOR NEITHER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER'S NOT AROUND... THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE BEAR CUB'S SECOND IMPACT SCAR WILL BE BORN ON THE FIRST HALF OF THE FOURTH MONTH..."
 
 
"SHIT!!!!!!!!!" SHOUTED THE CUB HOLDING HIS HEAD, DROPPING THE PROPHECY AND THE PROPHECY SHATTERED AS IT GOT TO THE FLOOR.
 
"CUB YOU BROKE THE PROPHECY!"
 
"I JUST DROPPED IT! IT BROKE ON ITS OWN! YOU WANT TO HEAR IT AGAIN???!!!"
 
"I DO"
 
"YOU WHAT???"
 
"OH, YES. IT STARTS WITH W AND HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH WATER!!! I GOT IT"
 
"IT WAS NOT A DIFFICULT RIDDLE YOU... YERK!!!"
 
WELL. WHY NOT?
 
 

CHRONICLES OF FIRST IMPACT VOL. 2 - ROMANTICISM

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