The Penguin Apocalypse

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"Pansy... Pansy... WAKE UP YOU PATHETIC WASTE OF SPACE!!!" Mama Femme splashed a pail of freezing water she'd fetched from the Arctic Ocean on his face.

Pansy jerked awake, a feeling of Deja vu washing over him. "What the? How? What happened? Why am I here? Where's-"

"CALM DOWN, BOIII!" Papa Femme scolded. "We fished you out of an Arctic lake and you were out cold - literally." Papa Femme laughed at his disgrace of a joke before continuing. "In the time that you were asleep, a Penguin Apocalypse has occurred and the world has been dominated by mutant penguins. That is all. So no biggy." He shrugged, returning to reading his newspaper. 

"What? But I had this crazy dream  and a lot of crazy stuff happened and there was this journey and-"

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"What? But I had this crazy dream  and a lot of crazy stuff happened and there was this journey and-"

"Are you still on those narcotic drugs?"

Pansy pursed his lips. "Ohhh..."

"What happened in your dream anyhow? Maybe you can tell us over this bowl of Polar Bear soup I prepared for dinner."

And so, Pansy started to narrate the story of the Wizard of Trumpville from start to finish, Mama and Papa Femme laughing over their bowls in the dimly lit igloo.

"We need to take you to rehab."

"What?"

- THE END -

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