Author's Note: Sorry for the delay my friends, I've recently been brought into a war that has jeopordized my credibility with a flaming troll you all have known as Ducreux'ed whom has recently plagarized my other story, "Re: Yin Yang Who? or Yin Yang Yo Forever" because of some scathing yet justified review about the subject of plagarism. Well, now that it has been finally settled, I can get on with my life starting with a new chapter you all have been waiting for the entire time... now, please enjoy this and more.

Lunch Hour

Everything had now transitioned to a different time and to the same place nonetheless already in such broad daylight. The golden sun was at the tallest point in the big blue sky that also accommodated the white puffy clouds, letting off its (high) yellow glow as signified that it was now a high noon hovering over the extensive conurbation where every single suburban residence, big or small, was baptized in resplendent wonder. The (en)harmonic honking and beeping of the constant traffic jam that resided in between the foreground and the background of this big city was the sure sign that this was now rush hour, automobiles of all sizes, makes, and even models now at a greater disadvantage on the (super)highways, freeways, throughways, expressways, and even the interstates regardless of direction whatsoever as the flat and narrow was being used to the constant ritual of getting run over by the travellers' tires. A calm breeze strolled through the town offering a sense of serenity to passersby; in turn, a few pedestrians (and bicyclists as well) were all aware that the breeze would keep many of them cool and unperturbed as most went to continue on with their daily lives outside their homes. The people that had gone to work either by any means necessary were given an opportunity to just go ahead dine on their break, however and wherever they chose to do it as they please; in addition, the folks who worked around or at their own homes along with the some who were unemployed looking through newspaper ads for some jobs sat down to relax. Other than that, it was so strident it was as if some yearned to be in the very proximity of some forested woodland that time had remembered, even when it was already known that the (post)modernism of civilization had colonized over there as well.

The building where Eradicorp had still stood up tall and proud practically housed much or better yet many of the employees and it was all at lunchtime in the cafeteria where it had just taken place; in fact, it was a typically quiet storm filled with many clichés. Some loud muzak had been playing in the background as it had dated back to a time when mere words were meaningless for a kind of rhythm of any kind. The lights blinked and flickered a lot less than often as they gave off their energy, burning bright as it illuminated the entire room along with those in attendance in spite of the dark void that had taken residence in their hearts and minds. Bottles, cans, cups, glass, plates, saucers, napkins, spoons, forks, and knives sat on balanced and stainless tables where many people had sat down as they started to eat, drink, and be merry as it could have been their last day. There were also shady characters of all sorts whatsoever, some slick and others smooth, residing in every corner carrying (almost) anything they can get their hands; in fact, one person had packed up her troubles in an old kit()bag and smiled. The oxygenic air inside this very luncheon within the tall building remained just only wholesomely pure as a young virgin and spaciously cosmic like a large galaxy. All in all was just another brick in the wall.

Despite the lingering presence of the myriad crowd, there was not even as so much as a single sign of Ella being amongst them at all at this moment of typical leisure between the villainous employees; perhaps, there was but a good reason why this was not possible: she was practically on the rooftops above them all. The peak of the office skyscraper had a large satellite that was currently transmitting signals from there to space then back again as such up above the world so high it was like a kite in the sky. The door right behind the tangerine feline was indicating that it was directly leading to a stairway, practically the only way she had managed to get all the way up there, well that and maybe the elevators as well; of course, she could have just simply teleported to that place but for some reason that only she herself knows, that was not the case. The railing surrounded the entire premises of the gables as a way of keeping those who had occupied that spot would be up to having go meet with such a terrible fate since it was so tall and thick like a picket fence to begin with. The floor was suitable and fitting for it all since the concrete was like icing to the cake as such compared to Eradicorp being much a bit more taller than the former regardless of flavor or style; even if it was going have a strikingly vibrant woman popping out of it, it wouldn't change that fact at all for one bit.

Of course, the rooftop of the entire skyscraper was one of the many few in the entire city out of all the neighboring places around them overall that did practically have a breathtaking view from within to be considered enjoyable from any angle whatsoever so long as if it were at a safe distance regardless of whatever time of day it was, especially when it's merely in the early afternoon hours. For starters, each ascending sunrise along(side) with each descending sunset in the daylight represents the hope that people in general altogether had shared for today to end and for the tomorrow to shine the way, leaving behind yesterday as a result; in Ella's case, she had the same thought as much as everyone else either way. For the company itself, it had only hoped for the one day they would all celebrate: the destruction of Woo Foo itself; what the feline would do before and after that event was practically her business and her business alone. For each shining moonrise along(side) with each fading moonset represents the beginning and the end of dreams that people in general altogether have for themselves, good and otherwise that summon the twinkling and shooting stars with a wish waiting to be granted; however, she wasn't the kind of person to be into wishes. The commonplace dreams that corporations like Eradicorp have are centered on just simply one thing in general: the wholesale control of the world through any and all socioeconomic and financial means necessary. Regardless of whatever periodic transition throughout the day, people would discover something about themselves every now and then sooner or later, bit by bit and piece by piece; even so, Ella was doing it at a slow pace. Even companies can change based on their income or loss, playing a role in the constant (r)evolutionary path of life itself in which that is called progress.

After awhile, the feline decided to go back to where she had literally came from after a long gap of solitude alone; besides, lunch was about to be ending real soon and she wanted to make sure that she was there.

Author's Note: Well, there you have it my friend; just so you know, I apologize for the delay here on these grounds and hope that I don't come off as lazy. I would like a review every now and then for it though; then again, all that matters is that people are reading.