I stared into the rubber chicken's eyes, trying very hard not to blink. It had won every other staring contest, but that didn't mean it couldn't lose.
After the fifth consecutive loss, I raised my arm to chuck the chicken across the room. It resembled a turkey almost too much...the little devils. I paused and grumbled as I remembered I'd been trying to keep my room clean, instead shoving the chicken into a drawer filled with other things I might be able to use one day to annoy Daniel.
I closed the drawer.
wait...
I opened the drawer, pulled out a shiny metal button, pocketed it, and closed the drawer quickly before I could get sucked in.
Aaaaa...
I opened the drawer again, grabbed three shiny wrenches, and lined them up on my side table after shoving the current clutter onto the floor. I closed the drawer.
Oh wait, there was a Rubix cube in there, it wasn't solved right now. That wasn't right.
I opened the drawer and peered inside, frowning at the contents and rummaging under the rubber chicken and even behind the large container of glitter. Where could it be? I got distracted by a piece of tape that was stuck to the side of the drawer and ended up scraping at it since it was bugging me, but...oh well I wasn't sure exactly what happened, I found myself sitting on my bed, building a tiny city out of nicknacks, chess pieces being the people, a book I'd stolen from Daniel was a roof, I'd found half a Jenga tower somewhere.
I blinked at the creation around me, carefully getting off the bed and frowning at the drawer, what was I even looking for? My eyes strayed to the side table, which was entirely clean for the first time since Trinity tricked me into cleaning my room a few years back. The only item on the entire flat surface besides enough dust to kill a man was a Rubix cube sitting innocently beside the wall.
Evil little devil.
It winked at me.
It must be in league with Daniel's left shoe.
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Tales of Nicky
FanfictionNicky is often classified as insane. She's fine with that. But when the world ends and she suddenly has people willing to tolerate her?!? ...or are those called friends? Join Nicky in her life filled with color and spice in the middle of a zombie a...