Oreo, oreo where art thou oreo?

Oreo Hunt

"Nope."

"Sorry."

"Na-da."

"Sorry, little missy. All out."

"Oh, love, we had a few boxes but a boy took it all!"

"No, they didn't send this store any."

"No. Shoo."

By the time Lae was done with all the stores in Orchard Street, 3 hours had passed. She slumped into a bench along the street, sighing in defeat. Her hands were balled into fists and toes curled as she tried not to explode in anger and impatience.

You'd think there'll be a store that has not sold out of those yummy goodness but nooooo, all the dumb, useless stores here are either sold out or not chosen to sell those Oreos that are to die for!! My life depends on this! Its like the first time they send out such an epic new flavour- and only for a limited time!!! Lae thought furiously. She then turned her head to the sky and glared angrily at it.

"WHY DO YOU HATE ME, OH MIGHTY ONE WHO LIVES IN THE SKY WITH PETER PAN?!!! ARE YOU... EARTHLING-IST?? IS THAT IT? YOU'RE PREJUDICED AGAINST US EARTHLINGS? SO WHAT IF YOU'RE GOD? WHY SHOULD I BE CURSED LIKE THIS?! CURSE ME WITH OTHER STUFF, JUST NOT ANYTHING REGARDING OREOS! I'M SORRY I ATE TREY'S DOG'S DOG FOOD FROM IT'S BOWL, OKAY? I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS THE DOG'S BOWL AND THOSE LIVER BISCUITS WERE PRETTY YUMMY!" Lae yelled maniacally at the sky despite being in a public area. Passerbys eyed her as if she had gone crazy and kept their distance far from her. Some others looked at her sympathetically.

"Oh! Look at the poor lassie, Malcolm.. Look, she's only a wee young thing, that lassie is. Its so sad, little ones go crazy at such young age, isn't it? All those academics and stress going to their head these days.." An old woman with a Scottish accent said sadly to her beau. Lae glared at her, then flipped her finger at her, causing the old woman to gasp loudly and her beau to burst into fits of laughter.

Lae stood up and walked, swearing the whole journey long to Violetta Road. When she finally reached a store though, the swearing came to a halt. Crossing her fingers, Lae pasted a stiff smile on her face then walked in.

"Hello there! What can I do for you? Buying some candy for your little ones?" A cheery woman scurried over to Lae's side, but not before looking Lae up and down, judging her appearance. With Lae clad in a blood red blouse, black pencil skirt and strappy black heels, she obviously thought Lae Fields was some gorgeous girl that didn't give a damn about candies, just wanting to buy whatever candy there was in the small store for her kids.

"No!" Lae scoffed, a scowl replacing the stiff plastered smile on her face, "I want Oreos. Not just any Oreo, the limited Flavour Burst Oreo and I pretty darn well hope you've got em." She demanded at the woman who eyed her with caution.

"Alright... They just came in here yesterday. Did not expect it to come to my little teeny store, not at all! So you could've imagined my face when a nice man with a cute Oreo cap came in and-"

"Gimme the Oreo, woman and shut it! I need it! Nowww!" Lae screamed, impatient. She was on the verge of tearing her hair out. The woman glared at her then turned to get the Oreos, muttering,

"Sheesh, okay okay, little miss OCD. I'll get your Oreos! Bla bla bla bla! I wonder if there's drugs in those Oreos to hook people onto it like that one.."

Lae ignored her ramblings and stood there, impatiently waiting. After a few seconds that felt like a lifetime, she let out an exasperated huff.

"OH FOR LOLLIES SAKE! I think I'm already about a million years old!!!"

A few moments later, the annoyed woman emerged from behind the store, grumbling under her breath. Lae rushed to her in a heartbeat but stopped when she say her empty hands.

"Where. Is. My. Oreos?" she growled. The woman stared at her and took a step back slowly, holding up her arms in surrender.

"Whoa there. Sorry, missy, I thought I had some but turns out the guy who bought a whole load full of it took it all away yesterday. Oh well. Off you go then." The woman bubbly replied. Lae's eyes flashed with what could only be fury. 

"No! I am tired and I want my Oreos. I won't leave until I get those Oreos!" She stubbornly snapped, stomping her foot. The woman frowned but chose to ignore her, sliding into her seat behind the counter and picked up a half done knitted sweater. Lae stared at the woman in anger, upset that she was being ignored. It was so stupid. At times when she wants to be ignored, she isn't and gets sloppy guys hang all around her or bitchy girls screaming at her for "stealing" their sex-crazed boyfriends. And right now, when the last thing she wanted was to have her demand ignored, she was, alas, ignored. Lae angrily shifted her gaze to the cream coloured ceiling of the store.

"Har. Har. Verrrryyyy funny, big guy. You keep mocking me with all these. What I want, I don't get. What I don't want, I get. Does your big head function in reverse, you Big Moron? Cause if it does, boy should we humans be terrified that you're running this world. All I want, Mister Know It All, is my OREOS!!! C'mon, you can heal people and stuff but you can't give me my Oreos? If you want a deal, we'll make it. I don't care if you send me to hell, I expect to land there anyway, as long as I have those Oreos!" Lae screamed at the ceiling furiously while raising her fists and stomping up and down. A spectator would think she had lost her rockers for sure.

The woman who was sitting behing her counter, stared at her in fear as she gripped onto the counter tightly. Who on earth was this loony girl and why is she yelling at her ceiling, addressing it as "Big Guy"? And wait, does she think her store's ceiling runs the world and is able to heal people? This girl is bonkers for sure.

Fingers shaking, the woman dialled 911 on her store's phone. However, just as someone picked up at the other line, the phone was snatched away from her grasp. The woman stared at the loony girl who was screaming at her ceiling as if it had fallen on her head, bewildered. Lae hung up and glared at the woman. 

"I want my Oreos." She menacingly growled with an edge of warning in it. The woman gasped and took in the girl's determined stance and threatening glare. Hastily, she rummaged in her cabinets under the counter, just hoping to get the loony but pretty girl out of her store.

"H-h-here. His a customer. H-h-he bou-bought a h-h-huge stash of those O-Or-Or-"

Before she could finish her stuttering, Lae grabbed the slip of paper from her hand, studying the copied receipt. Slowly, a smirk crept onto her face as she strutted off towards the store's exit. Before she stepped out though, she turned back to smile sweetly at the gaping woman.

"Thanks. You're a sweetie pie."

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I am not trying to offend God or any religions in this chapter, its merely part of my character's personality. So please do not take offense to that, thanks.