Tumbling for my Soup: A story of 2 drunk CEOs pt2His phone buzzed in his pocket. Christopher checked. A Twitter notification. From Antifuchs. Looks like his buddy Andreas is having a good time overseas judging by the photo posts. Another tweet, this time from Lukas Fittl. Another bunch of photos, another place, another event. Looks like somebody's been busy. Oh look, shooting range. Funny that the two Lukases were coincidentally involved in activities that need good aiming.
"Welp, that's my girlfriend," said David, flipping his phone shut. Looks like he was texting too. "Here's an idea," he began again, "how about I go to Tumblr's main page and you go to Soup's main page and everytime we see posts about Gangnam Style, we drink a shot. No keywords, no tags, just scroll like how you Soupers roll." He then took out his tablet and placed it on the table.
"You're on!" Christopher replied, and both of them started their game. Of course, Gangnam Style was pretty popular, and the internet is flooded with posts, images, and videos of it, os t
Tumbling for my Soup: A story of 2 drunk CEOs pt1It was a bad idea staying up at work until so late at night. Of course, the servers of Soup.io need a lot of attention so they can run smoothly. As the last 10 minutes passed 10 o'clock at night, Christopher Clay sat on his desk, monitoring multiple computer screens and trying not to think about what his buddies Andreas Fuchs and Lukas Fittl are doing overseas right now. Pretty sure they've got other work and projects to do and there's really nothing to be jealous of if they had fun there.
His eyes shifted between the monitors and the guy next to his table, Lukas Martini. The other Lukas. They were carrying a conversation while analyzing chunks of codes and figuring out why some displayed images won't pop out.
"Hey", Christopher started. "I'm bored. Metalab hasn't had any conferences for new ideas until next week. Wanna crash the bar tonight?"
"Nah, man" replied Lukas. "I've got some old friends over and we're gonna try this new archery arena in the mall, wanna come with?"
The Cockroach Who Got Clean For FriendshipOnce there were two cicadas, big sister & little brother. They lived up on the tree and when hanging out, they met a male cockroach. The cockroach wanted to make friends with them but the bigger cicada rejects his request, for in her point of view all cockroaches stink, are disgusting & live a dirty lifestyle. The two cicadas then left the cockroach alone.
Rejected & feeling that something must be done, the cockroach flew to the ground and thought of cleansing himself for once. He saw water sprinklers in someone's garden and for the first time, took a shower with it. He rubbed the dirty stuff off of him and since the sprinklers were moving, he had to follow the water's direction every time. Finally, after a good shower, he saw a field of flowers standing on a spot in the garden & thought he could gain some good smell from them. At first, the flowers didn't agree giving him some of their scent cuz they were disgusted by roaches, but then he explained to them that he took a shower just t
It's Really Magic. PSYCH pt6
"Violet..?" a voice called. "VIOLET! Wake up!"
Violet realized she was in the school emergency room. On one of the beds. Then she realized Karen was beside her bed.
"Uhh... Karen...? What happened?..." asked Vi.
"You fainted," replied Karen. "Man that was some huge fight, lucky the mysterious girl helped you, but she ran away as soon as the headmaster came. Yeah, he totally saw what happened and called an ambulance. He was just passing by, and was freaking out too. Lucky you got spotted and saved just in time,"
Beside Karen was a kid their age Vi had never met before. She has short wavy black hair and didn't seem to come from their school.
"Vi, I want you to meet my old friend from kindergarten, Allison. Al, this is Violet," introduced Karen.
"Why hey, so you're Violet," Allison began. "Karen sort of told me all about you everytime we chat online. She says you're going against the school's miss popular, how awesome is that?"
"Allison was just passing by too when she saw the incident,"
It's Really Magic. PSYCH pt5
Monday again. School's back. Lucky lunchtime's just kicked in... but what's this? Oh no... looks like the cafeteria porridge was the day's special, and the lunch lady SUCKS when it comes to cooking porridge. For some reason the porridge turned out flavourless, and from a closer look, or rather sniff, they can smell just a hint of rotting fruit odor.
All the kids were complaining, but they reluctantly tried eating the food anyway.
Violet used her busted spoon to slurp the sick porridge. "No wonder Mirda and her gang always start food fights. THIS FOOD STINKS! Literally! And it doesn't even have a flavour!" she complained to Karen, who did nothing wrong.
"Hey, don't say that, deep down the lunch lady loves us all. Even if her cooking sucks she still wants us to grow like normal kids and eat normal food," Karen, for some reason being moralistic, spoke up.
"You're telling me THIS is NORMAL?!" asked Vi, shoving her porridge towards Karen, which then gulped, and tried avoiding the awful sigh
It's Really Magic. PSYCH pt4
Saturday at last. Violet grabbed on her gear and set off into the suburbs to find the mysterious raven girl. She searched almost anywhere but couldn't find a single raven shadow flashing past her. Finally she gave up and headed for home.
To her irony she was halted by the mysterious girl she was looking for.
"Oh... there you are, didn't see you there," Vi spoke up, then asked, "You want your spoon back? I'm sure you need it more than I do."
"Nope, no thanks, I got a new one already," replied the girl, smiling. "And did I told you that spoon can change your life? Yes? No? Wait I think I said it to some other guy before, but then again, it DID change your life, didn't it?"
"Not really, it's pretty much the same. And I still don't brush my hair," replied Vi. "But on the other hand, strange things have been happening and somehow I ended up getting the things I envied that other people have. Not just me, it happened to a little boy too, I accidentally 'helped' him get what he wanted."
It's Really Magic. PSYCH pt3
The next day, Violet wore her new gloss to school, powdered her face and as usual, forgot to brush her hair again, but Karen did it for her in class anyway. Just as the two friends suspected, Rose did saw Vi's gloss, but she wasn't at all angry or annoyed, strangely.
"Nice one, Vi, it really compliments your skin," she complimented sarcastically, "but from what I've heard, purple is the color of either the dark side, or Goths. Oh who am I kidding, it's your favourite color after all!" then walked away, smiling. 'Rose is so close-minded when it comes to colors,' thought Vi, though she didn't mind being a goth. She just wasn't one.
"Yep, she's got new shoes for the ball, allright," suddenly Karen spoke up. Sure enough, Rose's always showing off ANYTHING of hers that's new before a big event. And right now she's showing off her peachy-pink high heeled shoes pimped with translucent white ribbon flowers, one on each.
"BLECH. Just LOOK at it. It's PINK. And GOD KNOWS how HIGH those HE
It's Really Magic. PSYCH pt2
Violet didn't brush her hair that morning, as always. Her face was totally covered with it. Truth is, she wants to but she wouldn't look as rebellious as usual that way, though she's no punk.
At school, as predicted, Rose was proudly showing off her new gloss, melting guys' hearts. Everyone was staring, even Karen. Except Vi.
Then recess came. Vi dug inside her skirt pocket for the spoon. No wonder, she was bored by Rose's boast that day. She rushed to the forbidden forest... uh... garden near the school grounds and started digging soil somewhere there. She imagined she was digging her heart out of misery, or rather digging for Rose, trying to pull her out of her life like pulling unwanted weed. Her dirty blonde bangs were blown away from her face, and suddenly something hit the spoon hard. She dug more and more and that busted thing she found turned out to be a broken vase. Well, not THAT broken, for the record. The pieces of the rim just fell off.
The bell rang. DANG! Recess's over!
It's Really Magic. PSYCH pt1
"I'm LIKE, SOOO TOTALLY PISSED RIGHT NOW!" complained Violet. "Rose stole my idea of decorating the new class with stars hanging from the ceiling!" Her best friend Karen just nodded as they walked together from school. Violet was always the victim of Fuschiarose, or Rose as they call her. She's richer and prettier than Vi (maybe cuz Vi doesn't brush her hair?) Theyre mates since kindergarten, but Rose has been really boastful until Vi found Karen in grade school. The two became friends... and still with Rose and her gang in Grade 6. During the years, Vi became more and more rebellious as she never been before, and nobody knows why, not even her.
"Tell you what, Vi," Karen cheered her up. "We're gonna watch Ice Age 3 at the cinema on Saturday night. Sure yer not gonna be home sick?" "What if Rose's there too?" Vi asked. "She went. Trust me! I've put rats in her locker. You know how soft her gut is right?" answered Karen. She's like, the daring one and always encouraging Violet, and alwa