McDonalds
So I was going to write something serious, and then it kinda deterioated into.. yeah. Not that it really could have been serious from the beginning, but. Anyway. Apologies to anyone who likes McDonalds! For the Seven Deadly Sins contest on SyntheticTruth~
I might got back and edit this later. <.< I'm not sure yet. Thank you Assirra for convincing me to do this challenge!
Summary: How McDonalds killed off the human race.
McDonalds
Everyone was always going on about how convenient McDonalds was, and they never really thought about the consequences. At least until it was too late.
Oh, the naysayers weren't talking about the health problems that eating McDonalds might cause. Everyone knew and acknowledged that. They referred to the fact that McDonalds was simply too convenient. By the year 2157, a huge golden arch could be found on practically every block in a big city, sometimes even two. Everyone who was everyone went to them. Prices had dropped so that even the most impoverished could afford them. The grocery stores could not compete and most shut down, except for an occasional specialty one that minority groups who hadn't quite assimilated to the fast food culture yet, and those were few and far between.
Of course.. no one paid attention, because who ever paid attention to those who cried of raging fire and sin and hell?
David was one of them. He went to McDonalds every day for each and every one of his meals. His breath stank of fries and grease, but it was all right, because so did everyone else around him. His family did, his co-workers did, his neighbors; the list could go on forever. Even in the nations that did not have McDonalds had their own convenient fast food restaurants. Anyone who knew how to cook had long forgotten how to due to the convenience of fast food restaurants; it was so much easier to walk out of the house and pick up a burger or a salad. The menu had expanded quite a bit to fit the needs of all who walked inside.
It was a global conversion.
No one cooked anymore. The only people who dealt with food were the ones who worked for McDonalds. They still spent time planting the potatoes, taking the time to understand how they grew, and nurturing them until they were at their ripest. The good news in all of this was that animal treatment in farms was the best it had ever been. Too many people had complained about inhumane methods to maximize produce.
The world had reached peace.
Or so it thought.
One day, the dreaded apocalypse happened.
A meteor came out of nowhere from a galaxy far far away and wiped out all the precious potato fields that humanity had come to depend on. Oh, and it also killed all the wheat and the chickens and cows, too.
It was quite disastrous.
Everyone panicked. Where were they going to get their food now? No one questioned why the electricity and all that other technology good stuff was working; apparently only McDonalds had been smited by Heaven's space rock.
"YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN HOW TO COOK!" A disembodied voice shouted at everyone. "AS PUNISHMENT, I HAVE TAKEN AWAY YOUR CONVENIENT FAST FOOD RESTAURANTS!"
Everyone fell to their knees. A nuclear war could happen, dinosaurs could rise again, but for their McDonalds to be taken away? The shame, the shame! It was something they could not live with, and David let it be known. Firmly.
However, there was no revival of their beloved burger and fries, and the people now had to scrounge for their own food. Due to the laziness of the population however, families one by one began to die off. No one remembered the old-fashioned methods of gathering and cooking food (even though it had been only a mere hundred and fifty years). Only the oldest generation could even remember how to boil water, but because they were the weakest, they died off first.
"Help us!" was the general cry of the population, but there was no response.
How could there be?
Mushrooms? No one knew how to identify them without being in a burger. Lettuce? Hah. Who knew if it was a weed or something even worse? Even if they could have resorted to killing animals, everyone had forgotten how to skin them. Without McDonalds, no one knew what to do for food. Starvation then, a slow starvation, was the fate of the human race.
And that. Was how humanity ceased to exist~.