fragile

*ding dong*

tyler ran downstairs to get the door.

"s-special delivery. please s-sign here."

the delivery man looked a little woozy and couldn't keep his clipboard straight.

tyler looked behind the delivery man and saw a huge box. it was marked "fragile" in red. he didn't recall ordering anything online. 

"hey, do you know what's in there?" tyler asked the guy shyly.

"how am i s-supposed to know? i'm just the transportation guy," he said with an attitude.

tyler yelled out his brother's name behind him.

"zack! did you order anything really big?!" 

"dude! how should i know? i really need to leave!"

zack came to the door next to tyler. he glanced at the package, and stared at the delivery man.

"haha nice shorts ya got there," zack pointed out, cracking up afterwards. the delivery man gave him a death stare in return, but went back to what he was doing on his keypad.

"dude, use discretion when you're messin' with the delivery man," tyler whispered to zack.

~

after the delivery man left, zack went to work, and tyler had the whole house to himself. the first thing he did was bring the box inside.

the box was a bit taller than him. it weighed almost 200 pounds. getting it in the house was hard for tyler, but luckily he found a cart to wheel it on.

he wheeled it into the living room. he made sure to keep it flat as it did say "fragile" on it. he used the claw of a hammer he found to loosen the top.

he opened the lid to the box and saw

a man.

lying in the box.

eyes closed.

hands crossed on his chest.

surrounded in white packaging peanuts.

dyed-pink hair, wearing a hat.

"oh. well then."

tyler didn't react that much at first. he thought it was a dream. or maybe his vision was going.

he closed the box and opened it once more.

same sight.

tyler panicked.

was he dead?

why was he sent here?

is he harmful?

tyler didn't know what to do. he just stood there.