Pink, Flowery Angst II
A Collection of Emo One-shots
The Shipper's Rant
It was six o'clock, the time when the daylight dimmed into the night, but Zack was already furious. The crate was empty. Jack had violated their divine covenant, stating he would provide crops for Zack's business in exchange for gold.
Perhaps it wasn't a divine covenant, or contract, or even a "dude, this is totally a cool idea" followed by an "okay, dude, awesome." Maybe Zack just started taking things from the farm and leaving money. But his fury didn't die down.
"Bastard!" he shouted, slamming a muscular arm down on the wooden storage area. "What do you mean no crops today? Come on, people, quit slacking off and do some work for once in your lives!"
Despite the fact that no one was around to witness his ravings, he continued as if everyone could hear and be enlightened. "Am I the only person with a normal job here? Those pink haired psychos toss some seeds in a greenhouse and call it work, Gotz is making wine for himself, not a career, and—oh yes—the bloody gnomes are more productive than the bakers! There, I said it!"
His roar echoed throughout the farm, but no one noticed him. Naturally. They'd never really listened to him before.
Zack kicked over the bin in fury, and then continued to deliver progressively stronger kicks into it for a good two hours. It may not get rid of his inner rage, but at least it made everyone aware of it.
He gazed down at the battered and broken box, with all the rotten vegetables that Zack didn't collect weeks ago smashed into the ground. His breathing was heavy from the exertion, yet he didn't care how exhausted he was. That accursed Jack would learn from this. Laziness would not be tolerated.
With a final stomp from his boot, Zack was about to march off triumphantly to wherever he lived, before hearing a voice. It was muffled and tired, as if from someone who had his face buried in a pillow.
"Jesus, man, it's a festival day!"
"…Oh."
Comments
Rule of Angst Number Four: Angst regardless of whether or not you have a point. If your character loves someone who has a girlfriend, the girlfriend is obviously Satan incarnated. Same goes for the one token rival character: no matter what they do, they're evil.
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