Summary: This is the best day EVER. I spilled my Dr. Pepper on my favorite shirt, broke a priceless glass vase, got kicked out of a store because of said 'priceless vase', and got attacked 'accidentally' by an angry pedestrian. To add the cherry on the sundae, Tony Stark is my cousin. Yay. Where's the freakin' confetti? OC
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Hi. How are you all? ...Yeah, never mind. I'm just going to assume you're all fine and dandy, 'K? Even if you're not...Then, cheer up! ^^
Anyways, thanks for those who have clicked my story. Which would be everyone. Unless everything that is published and updated on FF magically ends up being stored in some weird, computer-like database inside your head. Although...that would be odd. Really, really odd.
-_-' I'm rambling on. Sorry. Okay, not really. I only said sorry because I was trying to be nice. I'm a kind person at heart, but I just don't act like it. So try not to be offended, 'K? That's just the way I am.
And...you are here to read the story. Right. ^^' Carry on.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I don't even own nothing...Wait, that's a double negative...That means I'm really saying 'I own everything'. -_-'
ATTENTION: The reason that this chapter is short is because I have a bad headache, I'm tired, and this is basically just a test run on my story. I don't want to type an incredibly long chapter if no one is going to take any interest in it. So. Expect glass-breaking next chapter. That is if I get enough 'hits' and 'views' and stuff. I'm not actually used to this author crap. But...anyways.
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Time of Dying
chap I
'Dr. Pepper is my new worst enemy.'
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"There is no way in hell that I just got Dr. Pepper on my shirt!" I quickly got a napkin from the napkin dispenser and tried to wipe off the brown stain that was currently reeking havoc on my mood and my favorite shirt. It didn't make it any better when I realized that my shirt was white.
Or that the napkin that I was using had some black stuff on it. Which, by the way, effectively stuck to my poor shirt like glue.
"No! You have got to be kidding me! Ew, what is this stuff, anyways?" I lifted the napkin to my face, sniffed it, and then dropped the contaminated white piece to the ground. The smell was disgusting. Worse than...
A fridge that doesn't work that is filled to the brim with food that has long since passed its expiration date. Now you can imagine that the black stuff smelled really bad. It made my poor 'Hershey Eyes' water. It made my nose run (to Japan).
It triggered me into sniffing again. And the spot I rubbed with the napkin was at the top of my shirt so...I got another whiff of the putrid smell.
I got looks from people all around me in the fast-food restaurant as I gagged and plugged my nose. I didn't care if people were staring. Heck, I should be staring at them. Not to be rude or anything, but they all looked like they weighed more than your average American (which, I guess, raised since the last time I checked) and they were at friggin' McDonalds. Seriously. I guess everyone here likes the taste of artificial burgers and brown fries.
I know, I'm acting like a hypocrite. You are probably thinking:
"But you're eating at McDonalds too!"
I'd like to point out that I am only eating here because it is all I can afford at the moment. I need food to survive and I'm running out (quite quickly) of the necessary thing that I need to get it.
Obviously, money. I can't even afford Olive Garden's famous bread sticks. It's that bad.
To top it all off, I'm going to have to wear this shirt all day today as I walk back home. Home is pretty far away from here.
I'm sorry I can't afford a car either.
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See any mistakes? Ah, you can tell me and I'll fix them. About a day after I'm told. ^^' I'm just extremely lazy. I'll do it because you would be nice enough to do it, but... Just not straight away.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed. Please review. :3 That'd make me super happy. I might even update faster. Okay, well not update faster, but type faster.
Ah, you get it.