Part One And The Last

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          Lila trekked up the volcano, swinging her rope -- which had a noose at the end -- like a cowboy might. Thunder cracked above her and her friend Bob, a traffic warden, as they slowly made their way to the summit of the volcano. It wasn't a great time to be sight-seeing on a volcano.

          'It's all your fault,' Lila accused Bob. 'If you hadn't been so stubborn, I would've chosen a day with better weather for us to do this!'  

          'Nevermind, let's just enjoy it while we're here,' said Bob, who always saw the bright side of things -- an optimist -- while Lila was more of a pessimist.          

          *screeeaaaam*, screamed Lila, one hand at her mouth and the other pointing at the absolutely petrifying thing in front of her.

           It was a basket -- with legs! It towered way above her, around 3m tall -- 10ft -- and carried inside of it what looked like a curious lecturer. And, more weirdly, Lila's boss.

          'Thanks for nothing, Lila,' spat her boss. 'You're doing your job horribly. You. Are. Fired. Off you go now.'         

          Her boss stripped away the paperclip that was clipped onto her shirt, her most prized paperclip. Holding it between two fingers, he bent it slowly, watching Lila's reaction.

          'Nooooooooooo....' she collapsed on the ground.

          'We can repair this!' cried Bob, who couldn't bear to see her friend in such a depressing state.

           'No! We can't repair this! You don't get it, do you?! Sometimes things just can't be fixed!' Lila screamed at Bob, clutching locks of her hair.

          Bob reached into his backpack and drew out an empty jar. He carefully placed the bent paperclip into it and screwed it tight. He made to pass it to Lila.

          'Ughh!' she grunted, and grabbed the jar from Bob. She aimed it and overarm threw it into the very mouth of the volcano and watched it sizzle.

          Out of nowhere a turtle came along. Still in her raging anger, Lila kicked it, away from the volcano. Bob let out a sigh of relief she didn't kick it straight into the lava.

          The 10ft basket and her boss leapt away without a goodbye. Lightning struck a nearby tree. Rain fell in fat droplets on their face. The invisible tension barrier between them was rising. Their day couldn't have been worse.

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