Although it’s not snowing here (thank goodness), I bring you a very short snow story. The Bear in the Snow is a cute rhythmic story is about a teacher who liked everything about Christmas – except the snow. My English teacher in my senior year of high school, Joy Cleaver, did an extra credit deal where if a student got or made her a Christmas card they would get extra credit. Not that I needed any extra credit in English, but I always liked to have some just in case. I wrote this story Christmas in the card I made for extra credit. It is really short since I did have to fit in in a card. Making it rhyme all the time wasn’t easy either, but hey it was worth it.
Have you been watching Tin Man? It’s a pretty interesting mini-series that does a totally different take on the Wizard of Oz. Also, Heroes news alert! Sylar has his powers back! Well, hopefully he won’t get my brain. I need my super powers. If you thought my fight with the mutant fish was hard, man that was nothing to hordes of zombies I had to deal with recently.
This incident happened the day after my last entry here. I should’ve posted this shortly after it happened because now it all seems so fuzzy and I don’t remember too much, but I’ll do my best to tell you what happened. I was visiting Jack at his science lab. He who reminded me of Jack Bristow from the TV series, Alias. Now for his lab we were in, just picture a clean white Apple Mac style looking lab without any windows. There was three doors. Two in the front led to the entrance and one in the back led to a small monitoring room with a bunch of computers. Anyway, the point of my visit was so Jack could show me this creature he had created that he based on Tokka from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Secret of the Ooze. Yeah, don’t ask why he picked him because I don’t know what give him that idea. This creature he had created was sleeping away in a tube filled water. Jack talked about the creature and how he made him. He was worried because the creature was extremely violet. He wasn’t sure if the creature should be destroyed, so he asked me, “What do you think I should do with him?” Before I could answer a flood of human zombies stormed the place. They poured in from the only two front entrances.
“Damn it, they found me,” Jack cursed.
“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you,” I told him.
“I don’t think you can fight them all by yourself.”
“Well, what do you suggest I do?”
“Free my creature.”
“What? Are you sure about that?”
“Yes. He’ll kill everything in sight while we escape.”
I couldn’t but agree. The zombies were closing in on us. Using my telekinesis, I picked up a zombie and threw it at the glass tube the creature rested in. The tube didn’t crack. I then lifted up a metal chair and swigged it like a baseball bat repeatedly at the tube until it shattered. The water poured out as Jack and I ran into the back monitoring room. The creature woke up, and like Jack said, it started to attack everything in the room. While I watched from the behind the window of the back room, Jack had accessed his computer and set the build to self-destruct.
“You know,” I started to say to Jack, “I always thought it was kind of stupid to make your own building self-destruct, but I see the point now.”
Jack just smiled back. I grabbed a hold of him and teleported out the building. Well, at least I tried to teleport out.
“I can’t teleport us out of here.”
“Sorry about that, I but anti-teleporting padding installed into the walls.”
“Well, how fuck are we going to get out?”
The zombies started pounding on the door.
“Come on, this way,” Jack said as he ran out through another back door.
We actually made it out safely and quickly without any dramatic obstacles in the way. It was just a short run down an empty hallway, up a ladder, and we were home free when I said to Jack, “You know, maybe you should get a normal job.”
To which he snapped back with, “And like you have a normal job.”
“I work at LensCrafters,” I smarted off. “I make glasses, not crazy ass monsters. Saving people in weird events doesn’t count as a job because I don’t get paid for it.”
“Touché.”
Yeah, I had some crazy adventures the past few mornings. Lately, I would see like this girl of my dreams, and then I would lose track of her. That’s more upsetting than being attacked by an army of undead. Oh, well, maybe some day I’ll meet a wonderful girl. Until next time, keep your brain.