Paul was standing in the kitchen.
“Dan, breakfast is ready!” Paul yelled, knowing his husband was already at work and his 2 yr. old wouldn’t wake up until 9.
Dan ran down the stairs of their family’s two story house and said “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?”
Dan and Paul ate scrambled eggs and bacon as Paul did the taxes. Dan looked at the clock.
“Bye Dad, I’m heading to school,” Dan yelled to his father as he zipped out the door.
“Bye Dan,” Paul said without looking up. “Have a good day at school.”
Dan unfortunately forgot to look both ways before crossing the street, because he got run over by a crappy purple Scion. “Help me, help me,” Dan yelled.
Paul finished doing his taxes, so he went upstairs and woke up his two yr. old to take her to daycare.
He finally woke up his daughter and drove her to daycare. When he got to the daycare he noticed an infant playing with some stuffed animals near a jukebox. He tapped the baby’s shoulder to get it’s attention then told it, “I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox, baby,” but it didn’t do anything because it was a baby.
Now Paul could go to the school orientation. He had been a teacher at a high school, but he was going to be transferred to a different school. Almost all the teachers at this school were new because the former teachers had figured out dumb ways to die. So many dumb ways to die.
The orientation for the 10th grade section of the school was led by a young woman. Paul whispered to one of his coworkers, “I want to follow where she goes. I think about her and she knows it,” and his coworker replied “Good. Otherwise you’d get lost.”
When the group got to the science lab, a rare species of rat called “Pokemon” had escaped from their cage and were running free in the room. Someone yelled out “Gotta catch ‘em all! Pokemon!”
Sadly, everyone got eaten alive by rats.
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