Casually Eating A Banana

Pet Sasquatch, To the Rescue

Things to do, places to be, all I want is a chimpanzee.

Ya, as you can see, I'm bored. There's nothing to do, I have nowhere to be, and I don't want a chimpanzee, I want a pet sasquatch. If I do get a pet sasquatch, I'm going to name him, Shwiy (pronounced: sh-why (n))

So I'm just walking around this rundown/abandoned ghost town, and I feel like burping. You ever get that feeling in the back if your throat that makes you want to burp, but you can't? Well, that's how I feel. And it feels funny.

Then for some reason, I hear someone whistling. So I go with my instincts and I figure out where the whistling is coming from. It gets louder when I walk towards this bush, so I'm guessing someone is behind this bush, cause you know, random sounds don't come out of a bush for nothing.

I look behind the bush to find-

Dun dun duuuuuuun

-Jordyn.

"Oh hey, Jordyn! How's it going my man?" We do a bro shake, and sat down behind the bush.

Just so you know, Jordyn is a girl, hence the 'y' in her name. But cha know, she's gay, meaning she's very much awesome.

"-llo? You good, bro? You're spacing out, again." She snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, yeah. I just wanted you to help me get my stuff ready, since you know, he's back. And I really don't want to come unprepared if something terrible happens." I say, nonchalantly like it's the norm around here, in which I'm very sure it is.

She whistles a different tune, and everybody comes out from their spots. As you can see, this town isn't abandoned, nor is it rundown or ghostly.

"Hey, everybody!" I scream at the top of my lungs, holding my arms out for a ten person hug.

Everybody runs in for the hug, and saying that I can't breathe is an understatement. I swear, I was suffocating to the point I blacked out for a second.

Before it became two seconds, I wheezed out, "Okay, okay okay okay okay okayyyy, please let go of me before I die. I really don't want to die of suffocation when there's a psycho out for my head. Oh, and I missed y'all!"

Ahh, I love my family. Okay, they're not my biological family, but I call them more of my family than my real one, so that should count as something.

Well anyways, I live here. This is my real home, full of people I love. We all came here to escape the harshness of reality, because in a way, all of us are socially unaccepted.

Take me, for example; I am apparently, 'not fit to be in this world.'

Guess who said that. My mom.

Guess why. I act like a man. I look like a man. Heck, I even sound, act, burp, fart, and walk like a man. But I'm not, and I don't want to be, I'm just like that, it's how I was made to be. I might even act more like a man than an actual man.

#feminism

#justkidding

#imactinglikeateenagegirl

#thisisstupid

#imgonnastopnow

She just thinks I should wear more pink and less blue. She thinks I should gain weight and lose my muscles. She thinks I should learn how to cook and clean. She thinks I should play less sports. She thinks I should get out of Dad's world, and become more like her.

Welp, she thought wrong.

I proved that I'm meant to be in Dad's world once Keith left. And I'm not done proving her wrong now.

"-de, you gotta stop zoning out on me." Jordyn whined, wanting attention.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" I asked, just to annoy her.

"I was saying-"

"You were saying the same exact speech you do every time something comes up. You were talking about how we're going to defeat this person, hyping us up, and doing all the crazy chiz like that. Oh, and you were complaining about how I wouldn't come up on stage because I was 'zoning out on you, yet again.'" I interrupted her.

She stood there, mouth opening and closing, like a fish, not knowing what to do, like she does every single time. I'm surprised she hasn't figured it out yet.

"Well anyways, before I was rudely interrupted," She glared daggers at me, then turned back,"I want all of you to gather your best equipment, use your comms, eat your dinner, and then we're off!"

"To see the wizard, the wonderful wizard if oz." I finished for her, seeing as though she didn't want to say it this time, or any time for that matter.

Once Jordyn was done glaring at me for 'being such a child,' I went to my warehouse/abandoned ghost house, and started collecting my favorite melee weapons to use in battle. After putting my comm in, I headed to dinner, in which the wonderful Whale cooked for us. Whale is the best cook ever!

He cooked me some lasagne, and it tasted fab-oo-loussss!

I was done eating, and met up with the rest at the Creek.

Jordyn whislted, yet again, and out came my beautiful pet, otherwise known as, Shwiy! Yay!

No, he's not real. He's just a hologram. Which makes him even cooler than him being real.

Anyways, Shwiy is my trainer. He was the one who taught me how to fight. Right now he's training me, and it feels so good to be back. We trained until the sun was level with the horizon.

Once the sun fully set, it was go time.