Page 28 of The Good Char
My happiness was interrupted by the sun peeking its eyes through the clouds, cutting through the beloved darkness like a hot knife through butter.
Just a little darkness, that’s all I ask for.But, no.The sun had to shine.This punishment was becoming more than I could bear.Was it too much to get a small plague?Hell, I was sure Obsideo could give me some pointers when I returned home.A swarm of locusts, maybe a tsunami wave?Instead we got sunshine and happiness.
Groaning, I slammed my disinfectant down and sat myself on the same chair Kimmy was in earlier during her breakdown.Running a hand over my face, I titled my head back, staring at the ceiling.Someone wake me up from this fairytale ending!
I wanted to roar out in frustration when a group of kids came up to the closed counter after seeing me there.
“Hey, mister.We want some snow cones.”
I snapped my head in their direction and my nostrils flared with agitation.It was him again.The kid with the red hair and freckles, and he had his flunkies with him this time.
When was this blasted sentence going to end?Everyday these brats come to my stand asking for snow cones and everyday I tell them, I didn’t sell snow cones.Okay, I got something for the little bastards.
A menacing grin slowly stretched across my face.
“Okay, little boys,” I purred before getting to my feet and making my way toward them.“What flavors would you like?”
“Um, we like red and blue mostly,” the redhead leader said.
I leaned in and grinned wider.“That will be a dollar a piece.So, three dollars in total.”
Each of them pulled a dollar from their fanny packs and handed it to me.I put the money into my cash register, made my way to the back of my kitchen, filled up three cups of ice and squirted some blue and red food coloring onto some pink lemonade and handed them the cups.
One of them frowned.“Hey!These aren’t snow cones!”His tone was filled with indignation as he looked into his cup.The other boys looked as confused as he was.
“I know,” I chuckled.“I don't sell snow cones but since you wanted some, I always stick to the moniker of the customer’s always right.You three make sure to come back tomorrow now.”I hope you all wake up with boils.“And we’re closed for the day, so enjoy your snow cones.”I cackled before leaving them standing there and making my way into the back room once again.
Little brats got what they deserved.
When I heard the sound of ice and liquid hitting some of the equipment, I barreled out of the room to find the little shits laughing and running away, the cups left on the floor.Growling and shaking my fists at their retreating form, I memorized their faces for future reference when I was back in the underworld.
Nasty little ingrates.Quickly cleaning up the place once again, I throw my apron down and leave the area, walking out of the Hellscape Mall.I was done with human-ing.Done with them all.
Once outside, I let out a frustrated sigh and stretched my arms up.What else could happen today?
A man wearing a dark suit and carrying a thick, black book decided that he wanted to test his mortality around me, walking right in my direction with a smile on his face, bent on harassing me.
Why did I have to ask?I set myself up, didn’t I?Or was this part of the master’s punishment?
The stranger opened his mouth before I could tell him to go away.“Do you have a minute to talk about Revelations?The end of the world is coming, are you prepared?If you aren’t, I have some pamphlets right here to help you be prepared for the end of days.”
The fires lit within me.I was at my wits end.I looked at him with a menacing grin.“I hope it comes tomorrow.There’s nothing like watching the flames of the underworld consume everything—including you!”
I let out a hysterical laugh, the madness creeping in.It didn’t matter anymore.None of it did.
His eyes grew as large as those sickly sweet rolls before he hurried away in the opposite direction from me, tripping on his own feet and scattering his pamphlets all over the parking lot.
I bit the air in threat but it wasn’t like he could see me do it.That wasn’t the point.The point was, I was done.
Why couldn’t these humans just leave me be?
Chapter18
KIMMY
I couldn’t believeCindy was missing.What if I never got to see her again?What if they never found her and the last thing we did was fight.I rode my bike as fast as I could to get to my parents’ restaurant.Maybe my parents could help me find her.
I arrived at the back of the restaurant, located in another plaza, dropped my bike and ran through the back door.My heart was breaking with every step I took.
