Friday, May 29, 2015

Gemini - Excerpt III

(chapter II)

“He has a crush on the Dorito’s brand.” Mabel immediately joked and her brother choked at the thought. “He loved it so much that he made himself that persona so that he could conduct sort of imaginary cannibalism.”

The teen took a deep breath, trying not to laugh too loudly. “Yeah, I bet.”

“I’m not done yet! I bet you, after the incident, he’s gotten so masochistic that he probably draws his persona chewing on its bricks or something.”

“Wait, wait I thought he made it into a triangle.”

“He is! It’s just that he has bricks that taste like spicy Doritos.” She said in a goofy voice, snorting as she tried to imagine the scene.

There was Bill (his persona, mind you), in the middle of its lonely house (because it was so lonely), watching who knows what. Probably reality t.v shows, because violence.

Then, it had a sudden, crippling sensation. It was so lonely, so much so that it began to cry from its one, girly ass eye. (Her twin had laughed at that one especially hard.) In its sudden mourning, it had pulled out a brick from its delicious form and began shoving it (the brick) up its eye—(“Wait, why is he shoving the brick up its eye?” Her twin asked with a smile and a raised eyebrow. “Because I don’t know if it has a mouth. William never draws it” He had roared with laughter after that, gesturing her to quickly continue.)—and tasting the succulent-ness of the rush of flavors coming from the small, bright brick. Its tears turn into tears of joy as it finally tastes the joy of spicy Doritos. What a weird triangle thing.

The car veered into the driveway when she was done with the tale of sad triangle thing eating itself to taste the wonderfulness of human created Doritos. (That was probably the title she would give it if she were to ever make it a book. He encouraged her to do so.) Mabel exited the car with a hop, skip, and jump to her feet and crashed the door into the car.

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