A: Short Story Collection

Chapter 33

"Dandelion"

Leaving the warehouse, we arrive at a beautiful green garden filled with butterflies and flowers.

"Woah, this place is nice," I said.

"Thank you," she said. "Done this myself," she added.

"Wow," I said looking around the garden. "You're a nice gardener."

I crouch down and look at a dandelion and blow on it.

"You make a wish," she said.

"Yeah," I said then stood up. "So, when are we going to start learning about love?"

"You're ready?"

"Of course. Unless it's sex then I already know."

"Alright," she said.

She kicks me in the balls and I bend over grabbing my crotch in agony. "Da fuck?" I said looking at her.

"No complaining," she said.

She kicks me again with her heel in the head and this time I collapse.

"Sorry to tell you this, but learning about love won't be an easy task," she said.

I groan.

Hours Laters

"Defend yourself," she said throwing a flurry of attacks.

"Dammit," I said getting touched by one of her punches.

"No crying," she said.

I dodge the rest of her attacks and counter back and she falls to the ground and scissors my ankles.

I fall to the ground and she puts me in a leg. "Surrender?" she said.

"Never."

"Fine then," she said then broke my leg.

"Ahhh!"

She gets up and walks away.

Year Later

"You've come far, student."

I nod. "Thanks, teacher."

"You've learned the first rule of love which is?"

"No complaining."

"Correct."

She circles me. "Now we'll move on to the second lesson after dinner."

"Yes!"

We both get in the car and go to McDonald's.

We arrive and both walk inside.

"What would like to order," Teach said.

I tell her what I want and she orders it and what she wants.

Minutes later our orders arrive and both sit at a table and begin to open our meals until I notice that my order is wrong.

I go back to register and tell them my order is wrong.

"What do want us to do?" the worker said.

"Fix it, duh."

"We can't unless you pay."

"I already paid, you idiot."

"You're not being nice right now."

"You're not being much help. I want the manager."

He groans. "Okay, Karen."

He goes to get the manager and comes back with her.

"How can I help you," she said.

"My order is wrong."

"Okay?"

"Can I have what I ordered?"

"Have you paid?"

"Yes!"

"No need to yell."

She stares at the screen.

"What did you order?"

"Twelve happy meals!"

"Oh. We're out of those."

My jaw drops. "What?"

"Want ice cream?" she offered.

I collapse. "This bitch."

I crawl back up to my feet and walk away.

"This place su-" Teach stares at me and I stop.

Not complaining sucks.

"So, how did it go," she said.

"Great."

"You know I heard your conversation right?"

I sigh. "Dammit."

"You got to learn to be more kind to people." she points at me. "That's your second lesson."

My brow raises. "People?"

"Yes, that's your second lesson: people. You'll learn how to be kind to people. We're going to be going out a lot more like this."

"That's just great."

"You being sarcastic?"

"No, ma'am "

She laughs. "Well, enjoy your meal and stop complaining Karen."

I sigh. "You're right. Complaining doesn't change anything."

I reach into the bag and pull out the wrong order I received and try to enjoy it.

"You're happy?"

I take a bite of the burger. "This is delicious!" I said with tears in my eyes.

Teach sighs in relief. "You're welcome."

"You planned this?"

"Yeah. Twelve happy meals. What's wrong with you?"