Liberty

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We were speeding down the highway in her convertible. The road was lined with people dressed as hand sanitizer. I didn't have a wife, but I spent hours in the passenger seat trying to remember her name. Troin pulled into a carnival and I hopped out of the car. One of her eyes was now a flower. 

"Thank you for listening to the smooth sounds of Rah nu en Radio where we only play the best. 2016! 16! 16! It's a smash! It's the vibe! And other such hits!" Troin said, her voice sounded like a radio dj.

"Right, of course." I said.

She pulled away and u-turned out of the carnival parking lot. Water was leaking out through a hole in the hood. As I looked around I noticed everybody was barely wearing any clothes. They were shooting basketballs, eating cotton candy, and enjoying the rides. A large screen sat in-between a dart game and garbage can. There was a glitching face on the screen.

"The mind's apricot is the heart's peach." the glitching face said.

He could be right, I thought to myself. I brought my apricot up to my mouth and took a bite out of it. I looked over to the baby bottle heater I had sitting on the table. The milk was a galaxy of colors. The longer I looked at it, I started to notice that they were glowing red. I took another bite of my apricot and the baby bottles exploded. I covered my face with my arm. I was fine but I was covered in milk now. 

I jumped into the pool and swam over to the open book by its edge. There was no need to worry about getting it wet. Everybody around the book was wet from the pool.

"Kexr, Kex. Wobb wobb." Somebody said.

"Yeah, I think posture is important too." I said.

People were now leaving the pool area, walking on glowing beams to the other side. So I got out of the pool and followed them. While I was walking across the beam somebody turned off the glow. I felt the beam disappear from beneath my feet and I began to fall. A long curtain caught me on my descent and I twirled to the floor. 

There was a shirtless man wrapped in robe that was sitting cross-legged on the floor. In his lap he had a wooden board that lit up with the colors of the rainbow. At the top there was violet, then indigo, then blue, then green, then yellow, then orange, and then red. He kept his hands over each color for a few moments before moving them to another color. I walked over and placed my top hat on his head.

"The battery needs to be replaced." he told me, "A new rule on hats wouldn't hurt either."

I saw a pile of robes sitting in the corner folded nicely. 

"Can I have a robe?" I asked the man.

"Wool." he said.

Pleased, I ditched my pants and put on one of the robes. It felt nice and I continued my way out of his room. There were etching all along the hallway, they seemed to have be done by an amateur. I stepped out of the building and into a field of pineapples. It was right next to the ocean. The smell of pineapples and ocean breeze filled the air. I sat down in the dirt and hugged a pineapple for 10 minutes before the butterflies showed up. There were thousands of them flying around. I could feel how jerky the ride was.

The pineapple on my back was full of fuel and I flew over the fields. I passed over crop circles and landed in front of a comic book store. I took the pineapple off of my back and placed it outside the entrance before walking in. A blurred face wearing glasses was behind the counter. Rows of comic books covered the floor and I started to browse. Yun-sah and the Bah. Ein alf dan. Wid moor ugh. All of the best comic books were here. A group of people started running up and down the aisles to exercise. I picked out a comic of Ein alf dan and started to read it. Prf, iso. The worlds core was overheating and volcanos were erupting across the world. Double or triple the amount of aliens had landed in Tan Oh. The group exercising had found weights and started to do sets of 15 each. The ones that weren't lifting spotted the ones that were and waited for their turn. The guy behind the counter spoke to me.

"Ein alf dan's power is like Bac nu's power if you ask me. They totally ripped him off." he said.

I put the comic book back in it's spot, I didn't really need it. I should be saving my money for something more essential I thought to myself. Something that I really needed. Something I couldn't live without.

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