Marvin's World
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Marvin buzzed into the room for his 37th and final time, looking forward to his last brief moments of rest. It was unbelievable to him that the human could spend so long lying prone on some mass of cotton. He thought of all the things he would do instead of wasting precious minutes sleeping, if he had that long to live. He spotted the apple sitting out once more and landed upon it to check the egg, which was still safe and almost ready to hatch. Marvin wished it his best as he buzzed off to his favorite spot on the window sill to spend his last cherished seconds.
Quietly, the egg broke open.
Terry woke up one fine morning, smiling at the clock as it happily chimed the hour. He marveled at the day as he bounded out of bed and into his twice-daily hygienic ritual. Once completed, in his usual 15 minutes and 42 seconds, after having gargled twice to ensure he gifted all the brand new people he would meet with fresher breath than normal, he skipped down the hall to his kitchen. This morning, he arranged his 2 low-cholesterol imitation eggs and low fat, humanely raised, turkey bacon into an unusually broad smile. He told himself today would be an extra happy and special day, as he did every morning while talking to his grinning entree. After finishing breakfast in 12 minutes and 28 seconds, 14 seconds faster than yesterday, he donned his bicycle helmet and was on his way to work at precisely 7:34 am (having spent the extra 14 seconds greeting a chickadee).
Finally, at a quarter after six, Terry arrived at work. He couldn't believe how bad traffic had been. Who the fuck did that lady think she was, trying to change lanes in front of him in a mini-van full of screaming pre-schoolers? He made a mental note to euthanize the younger generation when his bloody coup finally succeeded. And people who drove mini-vans; the world could do without those as well. He was pretty sure none of them were actually real anyways. He braced himself for another long day of stocking shelves and pointing out things sitting in plain site to the ignorant zombies who shopped at stores like his.
After his morning bathroom break, this one ending at 10:13:42am, Terry returned to his work station. He noted that there was still no change in the electron revolutions despite the 1.2% increase in the ambient matter residing within the test chamber. He decided to brave it and jump straight to a 2.1% increase instead of incrementing it in 3 tenths of a percent per half-hour as he had been doing. He added a special note (using an asterisk even) stating his confidence in the experiment's progress. The sheer idea of new worlds being created all around him was staggering.
Marvin opened his eyes for the first time, gazing upon the world. The rotting apple was interesting, but not as vast as he had hoped. Slowly, he chewed his way to the surface and finally broke through to the open air. There he saw the first sign of life other than him, a great beast of a creature laid out on the brown carpeting. Strange Greek lettering was penned onto his forehead in blue marker and there appeared to be a phallic drawing on his cheek. Marvin sighed and crawled back inside the apple, disappointed with the condition of human larvae these days.
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