User:Boxiness/The Fish Dream

So I was walking around in a mall and these two girls called me over to their booth. They say, could you give us a container; anything will do. I went to look for it, but I didn't want to buy a bottle of soda just to give them the container. They told me again, anything will do. So I fished around and remembered that I had half a bottle of spring water on the left pocket of my backpack. So I emptied the water into their sink and presented them the bottle.

Turns out they just wanted to give me samples, samples of flavoured goat milk. The gimmick is that each flavour is made up of a dozen different fruits and the milk is unprocessed and directly squeezed from the goats. How they managed to genetically engineer these goats to make fruity milk? I'll never know. But apparently the milk was rather bland, and apparently their booth wasn't very popular, even though they were giving stuff out for free.

So I walked around one of the supermarkets in the mall but I didn't buy anything because I am cheap. It was almost closing hours now. There was a plot that somehow involved a man owing a million dollars. I don't remember the specifics.

Next thing I knew, I'm on the playground with a bunch of kids. We were in a giant structure. Later, the teacher tells us to to play a game where each of us and our partner must swing on this giant rotating swing structure. We were supposed to swing past one another while making weird faces, which we did. And then the next objective was to swing past one another but try to make the opponent's ropes get tangled on poles or trees so that he will crash. I kind of let my partner win because he was so much younger than me. So I let him drive me into an epic twisting crash course with a pole. Of course I jumped off before the collision.

Apparently the boss was happy with this performance and as he and I walked home in the night he gave me a bill of a million dollars. It was literally a cash note that said 1,000,000 on it. I stuck it in my left pocket. Along with something else that was important to the plot, which I don't remember any more.

Apparently we were going to his flat. It was a very nice night to be walking outside. It reminded me of San Diego. I noticed that he lost his leg and had replaced it with a prosthetic: a boot-shaped glass bottle, which was filled with beer. I felt bad for him. But as he limped on he expressed how thankful he is for having this beer bottle leg. I thought he must be drunk, but I kept quiet.

On reaching the boss's porch, there was a man-sized wine cup with a giant glass knife resting in it. It was actually a lever. He grabbed the wine cup by the neck and pulled it, causing the knife to turn and stab down sharply, which opened the door. Oh sure, no burglar can overcome this clever contraption, I thought.

His house is basically a huge aquarium. It was filled with all sorts of tanks of exotic fish. He even had a receptionist counter which was staffed by a pair of female talking blue tangs. The blue tangs said to me, would you like the good news or the bad news. Well I already knew what the good news was: some beautiful butterflyfish had moved in. And I knew the bad news: big momma. The blue tangs told me that big momma must be stopped.

So we went into the next room, where even more exotic sea creatures were housed in tanks. In the center of the room, there was a large tank which was not very tall, within it was a twisted form of a fat womman's face with fishy body parts. It laid there motionless.

I told boss to kill it. He said, I can't. Big momma said, silly boy, I already took control of boss's mind.

So I tried to rally all the fish in the house to kill boss. But he's too strong, said the fishes. I managed to shove him into the furnace and turn on the flame. But still he burst out, with only his head remaining. I kicked the head around, bashed it, stabbed it, but nothing seemed to work. The head still rampaged through house.

Next thing I knew, boss's house is now a restaurant. I was forced to watch him boil all the sea creatures alive in glass jars, and serve it to the patrons. I felt disgusted. I stared out the window and watched the pedestrians go by with a sad apathy.