"M-IRAQ-ulous" Invention

Hope you'll enjoy reading as I enjoyed writing it! :) God Bless and Happy Reading!

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PG-13

(I don't know how to rate it so, there)

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I woke up with my bladder full in the middle of the night. The six cans of cola had taken effect. I thought drinking diet cola would stop me from dozing off after thirty-six hours without sleeping, since coffee is not available in the orphanage- well, not for us, at least- I decided diet cola as an alternative coffee, since diet cola contains 42mg of caffeine. So I grabbed a dozen from the kitchen and had managed to finish off six, which I realized now, was a bad idea, and had completely forgotten that caffeine is diuretic, a drug that makes you urinate.

Trying not to wake my bedmate above, I stealthily sprint to the hallway. During my sprint, I accidentally tripped and fell flat on my cheek, making a squeak- BOOM! sound, which resulted to a sore cheek bone, red cheek, and body ache. I did not mind my sore parts, since I daily trip and fall, instead I carried on to the door at the end of the hallway where the bathroom is located, but I had to admit that I still felt stupid tripping in the hallway, although I'm used to it and no one saw me fall silly.

Entering the bathroom, I relieved myself on one cubicle. When the leaking stopped and my bladder empty and at ease, I exited the cubicle; only to trip on an unnoticed puddle of water on the tiles, again, and I fell backwards this time, which had a great impact on my back and my head but that achiness enlightened my brain with a profound idea, an invention; a transporter. "Eureka!" a high-pitched scream escaped from my mouth.

I felt a grin coming, and as I stood up to regain my posture, I thanked the puddle of water, and in a strange way, I felt it smile.

I went back straight to my room, opening the door slowly and with caution as to not wake up my companion late at night (or, because it’s past midnight, early in the morning) and approached my personal working desk at the end corner of the room, feeling exhilarated.

I was so focused on my work that I had not noticed it was already sunrise, if Thea, my roommate had not tapped my shoulder and she glanced at my newly formed eye bags, which I also had not noticed without looking at Thea's hand mirror.

"You seriously hadn't had slept for two days straight?" Thea said.

"One and a half", I put up my finger to emphasize the correction.

She crossed her arms, leaned her upper body backward, and placed one foot in front, and said, "Look at your face. You look like an offspring of a witch and a zombie". She gave me a fretful look and I understand what she felt as a friend.

I just gave her a smile as a response but she'd taken it wrong, so she began to lecture me about me being obsessed and that it's not a good habit, how I am completely ignoring my body's need to rest, and how absurd my dream of being able to go see the lands of the world and with that, I can see her point, but I am truly close to achieving this cliché yet very simple dream of mine, and I'm unwilling to halt this.

I told her that I know what I was doing and that seemed to convince her as she began to stroke my hair very gently, and with a pursed smile, she told me, "Just be careful, Ryan Kate, because when you fail, all a mediocre person, like myself, could do is be your comforter and crying shoulder"

I simply nodded then she caught me off guard with a gentle headlock, and with that I felt her intent support on my wishes.

As she let go of me, she offered service but just within her strength to do and not my overcomplicated wiring or perplexing science language. I accepted her offer and we worked non-stop that day, although I am truly tired and this work is quite dreary for her, we managed to focus on the work at hand with occasional humor to merry us.