Chapter III - Outside In
Kirjoittanut: Annick and/or Allu, kategoriaan Mitochondria tales
- Yo mon! D’ya do it on purpose? Whaddaheck d’ya think yer doin’, mon? - Wha..? - Ya givin’ dirty cheese to ma peepz, mon! - Whaaa? - Ma peepz are dyin’, mon, ya better fix that… - But, but… - … in three… - Hold on a second. - …muthafuckin’… - Could you please… - ..days! - Errmmm – Ox trembled. - Ya heard it, mon! Three muthafuckin’ days or we’ll get yer damn field ruined! - Holy cowfucking shit! – Ox couldn’t stop shaking in nervousness. – Ok, now I’m fucking fucked. I don’t know what the fuck to do, or who the fuck to ask help from. Congratulations, your retarded Ox, you ruined your bovinefucking life! – Ox wanted to kill himself now, but he didn’t, for he knew he was the only hope of salvation of his beloved Cow. - Dearie! – The Cow’s voice was heard between the howling winds of despair. – Dearie, I lost two more kilos! Aren’t you proud of me? The Ox smiled, then started sobbing. Mrs Cow didn’t know what to think of it, but she wrongly concluded Ox was just emotional because of her great progress. Mr Ox ran through the field until he couldn’t stand anymore. Down on the green cold grass, a pigeon flew by: - I didn’t know oxes liked to roll on the grass, - said the pigeon. - I’m not an Ox. Right now I am just a restless mind merged in guilt. After the sun set, the pigeon was still listening to Mr Ox. Yes, he said it right. At that time he was no ox, but a mind who couldn’t get peace. - Nothing justifies what I did. They were just mice and all they were doing me a favor afterall. I could just think about my beloved wife, how desperate she is. She could have been dead if it weren’t for the microwave explosion incident. Fat would have destroyed her. I was just… - Don’t cry over the spilt milk – said the pigeon, - I’ll fly throughout these fields and spread your story. Maybe someone can offer help. -Allu
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