My Jelly Boyfriend

by pmcapture

Science is important. It envelops our knowledge of our world around us, and even what lies beyond the realm of our atmosphere. However, it can also fulfill...practical desires. This is the story of how scientists finally artificially created a conscious being for the first time in history, answering every last question about ourselves. The conscious being escapes to find its love

9. In the flesh

Chapter 9 - In the flesh

Some things are not meant to be. Some things, like time machines, or teleporters, or flying cars sound really cool at first, but when you think about it deep enough you can see the problems with each of them. If you've seen Back to the Future II, you already know why time machines can be problems. Teleporters bring up a lot of questions about death and the human consiousness, and flying cars need very strict regulations in order to exist in today's society.

This, however, was something I would never, never imagine to happen. Standing there in the open doorframe of the bathroom, I was looking at the single most revolutionary thing in the history of mankind. I saw myself. In the middle of my shower. But it wasn't me, I was standing in the open doorframe of the bathroom door. Everything was replicated, my hair, my skin tones, he looked too... human.

Me and my jelly boyfriend stared at eachother for what felt like an eternity while I was trying to think of... well, anything, and my jelly boyfriend stood there just wondering what I was feeling. Eventually, he spoke first, finally breaking the awkward silence. "Well? What do you think of... you?" My heart was beating, pounding like the strongest drum player in the history of mankind. Time yet again slowed to a stop. I couldn't handle this anymore.

My jelly boyfriend saw me faint, falling onto the bathroom floor, still naked, and passed out. Oh boy... I think he just needs to sleep for a while, he thought to himself. He morphed back into his pink, slimy octopus form, picked me up off of the floor, and wrapping me in bed.

He grew more and more curious about my computer. He hopped into the chair, swiveled it towards the screen, and pushed the power button. I'd better find some way to pass the time, he thought.