StrawberryTulipe
None of this would have happened if I was a pigeon
Mufmuf releases a long sigh . . . a trail of hot air rising in the cold as his tension, pain and over all confusion flows out of him . . .
"Damn today has been long day . . ." laying his head in his weird waterbear claws he ruminates about today's course of events.
~
The loud sound of an alarm blares in the back of his head as Mufmuf moves from being inactive to being consciously awakened in his small studio apartment,
bellowing out a loud yawn, as he stretches his 8 legs lightly, hearing the oh-so-common sounds of age creaking from his aging microbial form.
Wake-up. . . get dressed . . . F E E D . . . go to work and go back to sleep . . . thats what Mufmufs lot in life was.
He was a 23 year old pizza delivery boy who worked 9 to 5, 5 days a week. Who only by the smallest sliver of chance was able to get a girlfriend due to low lighting in run down bar across the street from his home . . . but if thats all that he got, he would take it.
Shoving a bit of plant cellular matter in his mouth, he rushes out the door with his phone in hand and a solemn bounce in his step . . .
Text to girlfriend: "Hey hun! today is our one year anniversary and im super excited to show you what i've got planned for us!"
He watches as the familiar 3 bouncing dots come into view.
'Wow shes responding so fast! she must be excited for today too!', he thought to himself, his microbial heart leaping for joy as the message finally pops up. . .
Girlfriend to Mufmuf: "We are done". . .
. . . suddenly Bumping into a stranger on the microscopic side walk he gets his 'ear' cussed out as he about drops his phone. 1 thousand thoughts racing in his head as reads those 3 words over and over and over again . . .
Mufmuf to girlfriend: "Haha funny one hun! you almost got me!"
Tears start to prickle in his eyes as he holds his breath . . . she always does this but why did she have to do a joke like that today of all days?
Girlfriend to mufmuf: "Omg you are so dense, I'm fucking serious. Like I said before I'm using you! I want your money! I was never in this for you, only me . . . plus you look like a twink, no wonder you never got your waterbear dick sucked . . . YOUR A TOTAL LOSER!"
. . . Finally dropping his small phone has his jaw falls open, the phone shatters immediately as it makes contact with waterbear concrete. LEtting the tears flow from his eyes he drops to his knees as he silently wails from the sudden realizations . . .
He is a loser . . .
~
Walking into dominos with his head down, he is exactly 2 hours late for his shift . . .
"MUFMUF!" A loud voice booms over his shoulder, making him quake in his 8 shoes.
"Y-yes sir?!" Letting out a small squeak, mufmuf turns to his superior as tears still prickle in the corner of his 'eyes'. . .
"Your late . . ." The older man whispers these under his breath making Mufmuf nervous,
"AGAIN" . . . ah there it was, the loud yelling and demeaning voice his boss always gives him.
"Y-yes s-sir! I'm sorry sir! I-I had a rough. . ." his lips quiver as he's so abruptly cut off from the older man.
"Your fired, get out"
. . .
He bites his lip roughly, drawing a small bit of blood as he turns on his heel and marches back out the familiar door for the final time.
~
Dragging his feet for who-knows-how-long, he finally plops a seat infront of a random ally in the random part of the town.
Mufmuf releases a long sigh . . . a trail of hot air rising in the cold as his tension, pain and over all confusion flows out of him . . .
Why has today been so terrible?! Why today of all days!? . . .
curling into his 6 other knees he silently cries to himself as he's unknowingly placed himself in a bad waterbear boys view. . .
"Damn today has been long day . . ." laying his head in his weird waterbear claws he ruminates about today's course of events.
~
The loud sound of an alarm blares in the back of his head as Mufmuf moves from being inactive to being consciously awakened in his small studio apartment,
bellowing out a loud yawn, as he stretches his 8 legs lightly, hearing the oh-so-common sounds of age creaking from his aging microbial form.
Wake-up. . . get dressed . . . F E E D . . . go to work and go back to sleep . . . thats what Mufmufs lot in life was.
He was a 23 year old pizza delivery boy who worked 9 to 5, 5 days a week. Who only by the smallest sliver of chance was able to get a girlfriend due to low lighting in run down bar across the street from his home . . . but if thats all that he got, he would take it.
Shoving a bit of plant cellular matter in his mouth, he rushes out the door with his phone in hand and a solemn bounce in his step . . .
Text to girlfriend: "Hey hun! today is our one year anniversary and im super excited to show you what i've got planned for us!"
He watches as the familiar 3 bouncing dots come into view.
'Wow shes responding so fast! she must be excited for today too!', he thought to himself, his microbial heart leaping for joy as the message finally pops up. . .
Girlfriend to Mufmuf: "We are done". . .
. . . suddenly Bumping into a stranger on the microscopic side walk he gets his 'ear' cussed out as he about drops his phone. 1 thousand thoughts racing in his head as reads those 3 words over and over and over again . . .
Mufmuf to girlfriend: "Haha funny one hun! you almost got me!"
Tears start to prickle in his eyes as he holds his breath . . . she always does this but why did she have to do a joke like that today of all days?
Girlfriend to mufmuf: "Omg you are so dense, I'm fucking serious. Like I said before I'm using you! I want your money! I was never in this for you, only me . . . plus you look like a twink, no wonder you never got your waterbear dick sucked . . . YOUR A TOTAL LOSER!"
. . . Finally dropping his small phone has his jaw falls open, the phone shatters immediately as it makes contact with waterbear concrete. LEtting the tears flow from his eyes he drops to his knees as he silently wails from the sudden realizations . . .
He is a loser . . .
~
Walking into dominos with his head down, he is exactly 2 hours late for his shift . . .
"MUFMUF!" A loud voice booms over his shoulder, making him quake in his 8 shoes.
"Y-yes sir?!" Letting out a small squeak, mufmuf turns to his superior as tears still prickle in the corner of his 'eyes'. . .
"Your late . . ." The older man whispers these under his breath making Mufmuf nervous,
"AGAIN" . . . ah there it was, the loud yelling and demeaning voice his boss always gives him.
"Y-yes s-sir! I'm sorry sir! I-I had a rough. . ." his lips quiver as he's so abruptly cut off from the older man.
"Your fired, get out"
. . .
He bites his lip roughly, drawing a small bit of blood as he turns on his heel and marches back out the familiar door for the final time.
~
Dragging his feet for who-knows-how-long, he finally plops a seat infront of a random ally in the random part of the town.
Mufmuf releases a long sigh . . . a trail of hot air rising in the cold as his tension, pain and over all confusion flows out of him . . .
Why has today been so terrible?! Why today of all days!? . . .
curling into his 6 other knees he silently cries to himself as he's unknowingly placed himself in a bad waterbear boys view. . .