Pardon me whilst I be cryptic-like

Apr 22, 2003 22:19

Bee sneered up at the sky towards any devine forces that may be in exsistance there. 'Who's bright idea was this ANYWAY?!' she screamed, motioning towards her house, garden, parents, next door neighbours and life in general.

A roll (a roll, the sky was fresh out of sandwiches) of thunder laughed proudly down at the small figure on the brick pavement. 'It was my idea of course!' it said.

Bee glared at the sky. 'Well it sucks! Make something GOOD happen for once, and I don't mean stop the war, or make it rain on the wheatbelt, I'm being shallow. I'm being selfish. Make MY LIFE better.'

There was a humid pause.

'Well...' said the thunderous voice (now noteably more meekly) 'it would involve a lot of paper work, and then there's balancing out your karma again... re-aligning your personal interest rate and of cour-'

'WHAT?!' cried the exasperated Bee. 'Do you have to be so beurocratic about it? I'm wasting my time here, just forget it!'

Bee stomped back inside and slammed the door, hopefully loud enough to resonate more than a pin drop sound to the voice.

'Oh...' sighed the sky voice sadly. And it began to rain.
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