Station 527 - Part 1

These are the effects of post-outing withdrawal syndrome.

P.S.  This is a work of fiction based on one of my strange dreams.
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It was a balmy morning, the office had just gone on another adventurous outing at one of those to-go-places where companies would hold their annual team building. Honestly, it wasn't really a huge hit with our bosses as they just stood on the sidelines watching us move around like a bunch of children running loose on a playground.

After an intense round of water rafting and wall climbing, I sighed in relief thinking that this was all over-but I was wrong! Standing in front of my eyes was a ladder inside a tube, I decided to think about what to do next, since ladders and I are not the best of friends. But for one of my kids, that wasn't the case as she eagerly climbed up the ladder. After her climb, she then told me from the ledge:

"Come on mom, we'll be waiting for you here!" 

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to get there!" 

And so, I decided to scout around the area looking for way up. Luckily, I saw some of my officemates go up a slope which led to the ledge where my kids were standing. I then dashed my way up, and in a few seconds-I was once again reunited with them. But the next thing I saw piqued my curiosity. It was a bullet train, just like those in Japan! I found it a bit strange that the venue would have an attraction like this, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to try it out.

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My kids also had the same thing on their minds, so along with their groupmates-we all decided to board the strange bullet train. As we continued along with our ride, two of my kids were awestruck with the dummy buildings surrounding the area. Soon, the train stopped at a mysterious high-rise called the Itos Building.

We all went inside, only to see a bunch of beautiful hairstyles encased in glass and they were around every nook and cranny. The kids seemed to love them, but for me-I found it a bit too tacky since they looked like they came out of some chick-flick. There, I found out that we can actually buy these hairstyles through our tickets as they were loaded with currency that you can use in this world. And that was indeed proven when my kids bought some new hairstyles, but with that also came new personality traits.

"Wow, mom-you look like you're about to do some laundry! Why don't you just clean our clothes as we chill with these lovely locks!"

"True, but then again-her fashion sense is as good as finding something to wear from a dump with a blindfold on!"

Enraged, I immediately told them:

"Be quiet you two! I did NOT teach you to disrespect your pretend mother like that!"

"Oh yeah, then why don't you just get a new hairdo-so you can be as perfect as we are!"

"I wouldn't mind being called ugly, at least my heart and personality are still pleasant-unlike yours!"

"Well, that is certainly no way to treat my hosts like that!" A statuesque woman coughed out of nowhere. She wore sparkling pink pumps to go with her vivid raspberry dress and ruby lips-but what stood out the most was her tousled blonde hair which matched the same hairstyle that my unruly children were wearing.

"And who the heck are you?" I asked.

"For your information, you nameless hick-I am Van Itos-the owner of this palace of beauty, the Itos Building. And you are insulting my hosts with your harsh words and lies!"

"What?! I was certainly being honest with them, I do think they're acting like a bunch of haughty brats!"

"Well sooorryy, nameless hag-but your time's up! Your ugliness has certainly contaminated this place of beauty, and in order to maintain its pristine status, I will ask you to leave the premises at once."

"Then, I will! Goodbye kids, I hope you're having fun with your new mother-after all, you guys don't fall too far from each other!" I then left the premises, hoping to possibly find a cure and a way out as well.

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To be continued in the next post!

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