King of Nothing

Now

Once the dancing and yelling and screaming comes to a saddening end, Casey and I must rush back to the Bo Peep Diner. Little to my understanding, Casey wasn't actually supposed to be leaving work. She still had a shift. I can't believe she tricked me like that! I mean, it was kind of her and everything, but she does not have ti risk her  job security for me, oh no way. 

We practically are sprinting back to to the diner like a tsunami or something is surging forward to drown the city. We shove people aside and they curse at us in a vast amount of differnent languages. Adrenaline surges through my veins. 

Casey turns around and chuckles, "Woo hoo! I haven't had this much excercise since 1964." It took me a  moment to register the joke, because first of all, she was like twenty, and second of all, I wasn't even born in that year. Which is why that year made the joke all the more funny. 

I laughed like a maniac and her face flushes pink. 

"We must run with haste, we cannot have you get in trouble because you were helping me." She rolls her eyes. She obviously doesn't care that she might get in trouble for helping me. 

We arrive at the diner in about ten minutes. It looks seemingly the same as we left it. No new people, all the same. 

All but one. 

A fat, grumpy man with a face the size of a watermelon stands at the front the diner with his lumpy arms crosses. His four inch thick eye-brows are furrowed and his head is tilted downwards that three chins emerge, and his neck disappears. It was really quite magical how he did that, if you ask me. 

"Casey, where exactly have you been?" His voice raises louder and angry with everyone word he enunciates. 

"Someone tried to pull a dine and dash on us, so I tried to stop the little rascals." She says with such confidence it makes me jealous.

"Really, eh? You're lying. I know it. You're a lying piece of scum and always have been. Must we check the video cameras?" He waddles over to the computer tucked away safely in the corner of the room and pulls up footage from within the latest hour. He taps the screen vigourously and somehow, the obese man manages to make himself even more angry. 

"You little whore, you lied to me!" She muttered under his breath, so only Casey and I could hear him. She looks down at her feet like she is very uncomfortable abou the entire situation. 

"I-I'm sorry, I won't do it again..." Casey moans. 

He whips out a knife and stabs it into the table a few inches away from Casey's hand. Is that even allowed? I'm pretty sure it isn't. "The next time I see you misbehaving I will have you fired within the blink of an eye. And I will guarantee that you don't get anyone else to hire you, ever again. So tread light my friend." He says. 

"Hey! You leave my friend alone!" I was ready to pounce on him but Casey held me back.

"Who the hell are you? Get the hell out of my diner, asshole. We don't serve to bums! Don't you have some half eaten peanut butter to eat and shopping carts to steal, or something?" He shoves me away and I exit the restaurant. Meanwhile Casey is trapped in the diner until she is allowed to leave. She can't speak up, and she can't leave. This boss has her cornreed. 

I can't help but feel bad for her. Being a boss myself I would never do that to someone, ever. 

I mustn't worry, though. God will strike down upon this man and give him what he deserves, it's just a matter of whether Casey and I punish him first.