Unsettling Malfunctions

The Fire Breather

DATE: December 27 1997

In the city, Beaumont, in South Australia, where everyone is quiet, the grass is green, the two story houses are beautiful and the luscious green hedges act as the front fence of each home, lived a beautiful short haired Spanish brunette, with shiny legs, brown eyes like dark chocolate, skin like bronze and dressed to impress. Her name is Natalia Ørnberg.

Natalia worked as a waitress at the five star Beaumont Bistro, which is a half hour away from where she lived. She lived with her husband, who is a high school teacher. Her husband had auburn hair, blue eyes, often dressed in dark colored attire and is a white skinned Dane. His name is Mitchell Ørnberg.

The couple never had children together.

At their house, their walls were painted white, so Mitchell can hang up some very exquisite and expensive paintings.

Natalia Ørnberg drove home in her Mercedes Benz, after a long and hard day of work at the Beaumont Bistro. When she reached home, she intended to park her car in the garage. She drove her car in, and accidentally hit another car that was inside the garage. She quickly jumped out her car and ran up to it. The car parked in Mitchell's garage is a white Ford Mustang.

It wasn't Mitchell's car, because his red Ferrari was parked on the road. Natalia started to get suspicious, and thought to herself, Who the fuck parked their car on my husband's garage. Is it a murderer, a thief, a trespasser? Is my husband okay? Sweat dripped from her forehead, smudging her mascara, giving her black ugly witch eyes. She thought again to herself, Is the person who owns this car a woman?

Natalia stormed out the garage, angrily. When she expected the the door to be unlocked, she ran into it, fell back and hit her backside on the hard cement ground. Ouch! She got up, with double-gees impaled onto her. She pulled her house keys from her breast pocket, and unlocked the door.

Natalia then walked in the house and looked up to see a drunk and pregnant woman coming downstairs. She had long blonde hair, and she dressed in white. Mitchell was seen chasing her downstairs too, telling her in despair, "But I love you, Bernadette. I love you." Due to seeing her husband talking dirty to a drunk woman, she grabbed the drunk woman and slammed her to the wall.

Natalia boomed, "Who the fuck do you think you are for stealing my husband!" Bernadette licked her face, which made Natalia so mad she kicked her groin and then the two mean girls wrestled. It was a half hour, until when Bernadette got up, she tossed a plain white vase at Natalia and dashed out the front door.

Natalia calmed down and turned to Mitchell, "I'm out of here, forever!" She told him. Mitchell begged her to stay, but nothing could stop her from marching upstairs and into his bedroom to pack her clothes up. Mitchell followed her anyway.

Natalia spoke as she emptied her side of the wardrobe and placed her clothes into her suitcase, "Watching us grow together has been so amazing from us babies to know I have seen an amazing transformation. You were a caring, considerate, loyal and lovable husband, and I'm sad to see it come to an end."

Natalia was finished with her packing and she walked downstairs and stopped at the front door. She turned around to see Mitchell waiting at the bedroom door. She spoke again in despair, "You cheating on me was the biggest fear I have, and I had nightmares that this will happen, and it did."

Mitchell ran downstairs, and to the front door, where Natalia stood. After she said goodbye, she backhanded him across the face, and pulled him to the kitchen by the ear. Natalia turned on the gas stove, and when Mitchell got up, she slammed him across the ear with a griddle pan, and walked away, leaving Mitchell to die.