Bob's Life: Global Warming

Chapter 3: Not So Bright Sun

Aaaand here we have Sunny.

Admittedly, she isn't as bad as Bob. But she is every bit as arrogant and rude as Bob, maybe even more so. Fortunately for me and you lovely readers, she is nowhere close as to how boring and lazy Bob is.

Sunny is tall, with pale skin and spiky black hair. She has several blood red streaks in her already very frightening hair, paired with an equally frightening frown. She's also a cyborg, with a deadly laser eye and...robot rocket shoes?! This 2019, not 3019! And she has a lightning spear! And she's an outcast! Jeez, we either have a future Mary Sue or a very overpowered character. Like seriously, very advanced tech, deadly laser eyes, half robot...well now, isn't that so pleasantly cliche?

Sunny was being her old grumpy teenager self, scowling as she strided quickly through the small village. Lily and Jack, the infamous pumpkin rights' activists, were stirring up quite a racket in the streets.

"Joseph, pumpkins shouldn't be killed!"

"Pierre, just ignore them."

"But Josieeeeee..."

"How many times did I tell you to not call me that? Gosh, sometimes I wonder why we're even engaged."

"Because we're in love?"

"That was a rhetorical question!"

Sunny scoffed, doing her best to block out the all the lovey-dovey stuff and the infuriating chanting of, "DON'T EAT PUMPKINS! DON'T KILL PUMPKINS!"

"Hey, you, miss! Mister? Buddy?" Lily called out to her, pausing in the chanting. Jack quieted as well. "You have very nice eyeliner, care to join us?"

"I'm a girl!" she growled. "And I don't care about your stupid pumpkins!"

"I'm sure you do!" Jack smiled.

To prove her point, Sunny sighed and aimed her laser eye towards a Jack-O-Lantern, and the laser destroyed the pumpkin instantly. A few people going about their day grumbled at the mess the pumpkin made on the sidewalk, and others wondered who in their right mind would put up a Jack-O-Lantern in August. Jack and Lily both shrieked in horror, clinging to each other. Most people were wise enough to cover their ears, since they know perfectly well how loud Lily's shrieks can get. Sunny rolled her eyes, continuing her brisk march on the sidewalk.

"That was very impressive."

Sunny turned to the source of the familiar voice. There was a woman with dark brown hair tied in a high ponytail standing next to her, and their extravagant eyeliner was nearly identical. The cyborg let a small smile flicker on her lips.

"Hello, Katherine."

"Our neighborhood is rather insane, don't you think?" Katherine laughed. "I envy Bob. He can live in peace, without crazy neighbors."

"And such a big mansion, too!" Sunny exclaimed, with just a hint of longing. She can't be jealous of Bob, since Bob was, to put it simply, a creep. And he was annoying. Sunny refused to acknowledge feeling anything for that creep. Not even hate, which is what Sunny felt for most people. She hated Lily and Jack, especially. And she tolerated Katherine, most of the time.

"We're the only sane people here," said Katherine. "The world needs more people like us."

"No kidding." Sunny scoffed.

They fell in a comfortable silence. Most of the people in their neighborhood were much louder than they were. Scratch that, all of them were. Pierre and Joseph can spend hours just bickering. Lily, Jack, Sally, Richard and Jasmine can chat for days without stopping. The fifteen Trees often run around the streets meowing. But Katherine and Sunny were actually sane, and are the only ones that actually appreciate silence. And peace. And quiet.

They walked for quite a long time together, until Katherine finally said, "Sunny, would you like to join me for tea?"

"Of course. I'll just... wait, what?!"

Sunny stared at her incredulously, eyes squinted. Katherine wasn't the stereotypical middle-aged woman, calling for children to come inside, cooking meals, and doing chores. No, she was independent, fiery, and very...petty. She would sooner invite Sunny to blow up the planet with a nuclear bomb than invite anyone to tea.

"Don't you think some peace and quiet away from here would be nice?" Katherine asked smoothly.

"Well, duh," said Sunny. "I thought I'd already made that very clear."

Katherine ignored the annoyed tone in her voice and continued. "A tea party would be very peaceful and quiet."

"Since when do you say things like 'tea party?'" Sunny exclaimed in astonishment, grimacing at just how lame those two words sound.

"Since people started screaming about pumpkins." Katherine shrugged. "Everyone needs those crazy phases, right? Besides, I'm in the mood for scorching hot black tea."

Sunny frowned, thinking for a moment. "Alright. Fine."

It was just a lame tea party. What could happen? It wasn't like anyone would die. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Though if she ever had the chance to kill Jack and Lily, she'd definitely take it.

Especially if it involves pumpkin pie.

Author's Note:

I'm not sure of my opinions on Sunny. A rather interesting character, I suppose...

Oh and Katherine is very creepy.