User blog:Knuckles213/She was all Green and 3D

'''Sup Monster fanatics, I’m bringing you another one from the depths of knuckles213’s wacky wonderland………jk. I wrote this as the third component to Breakaway Republic's My Blue Valentine and Carthois’s A Red Admirer because they were both well written stories and I wanted their stories to have a third component to it to make it part of a trilogy series. So think of this as the Green version of Pokemon to their Red and Blue version (cant wait for a yellow version). I would have posted on the weekend, but real life happen…… anyways I hope you enjoy what I wrote. '''

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Pulling up next to the apartment complex’s mail area, I turn off the truck and sort the mail that I had to deliver to the complex before my work was done for the morning. Upon sitting and sorting what I had to deliver, I suddenly hear *pluoop* sound on the window. I dismissed it because I thought it may have been a bug flying into window on accident. I then hopped out of the truck and read from my list, the address I was supposed to do special deliver today.

My face turned sour as I was looking at the address of my next delivery

(This place again…..) I thought to myself

As I was standing there I hear the same *pluoop* noise land next to my feet and in shock I jerk flinched. Looking around to see where it came from and another one comes down next to me almost hitting my leg. I then look above me and notice a flock of mini birds plus a kid Harpy as their ring leader laughing at me from trying to sharp shoot me with their brown and white shit bullets.

“WHAT THE HELL……..…ASSHOLES!” I yell out loud

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">They continued to laugh

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">I picked up a rock that was nearby and chucked it at them and it flew right over the group and hit one of the higher branches above them and ricochet back coming down and busting a window on my truck.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“Ah hell!” I said out loud

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">They only laughed even harder.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">I stood there and gave them the finger and in their response, the harpy ordered the mini birds to take aim and burst fire fecal matter at me as I tried to run to the truck for cover from them flanking me.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">After a minute of flanking, they ceased fire and decided to fly away while still laughing at me the entire time. I came from hiding and checked to make sure they weren’t still around, but then noticed the side of my truck what covered in bird feces.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">I was reminded of their laughter.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">I hate birds……………….

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">(Ugh………..I hate this job…………and this cursed day.)

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">(This day has always been the……………the enemy.)

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">(The one day out of the entire year that is and will forever be the bane of my existence for as long as I live.)

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">(Valentine Day….)

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">It’s a day were people around the world get together with their significant other or soon to be significant other and spend quality time doing meaningful lovey dovey things to show their affection and care for one another whether they like it or not; like dinner, going out, traveling, movies, etc bull-winkle.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">It’s a day made for everyone, a day made just for you and me……………………HORSESHIT! It’s made for the few and select, the rest just die off in resentment till next year!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">This ass of day that is a constant slap in the balls reminder that I don’t have a girlfriend yet nor are women interested in me because believe they are entitled to the their ideal man (that isn’t me), I’m not made of money, don’t have status, no muscles, not on their level, into computers, liking anime, own figurines and poster, play video games, glasses, and writing fan ficts. I HAVE FEELINGS TO YOU YA KNOW!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">Anyways……

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">Women are truly cruel creatures.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">Every year this day has cause me nothing, but sadness and headache. It has shown me that I can only count on my one true love that will never betray me or patronize me for being a nerd and that is……….

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“ <span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height: 107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">2D!!!!!! <span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“I WANT TO LIVE IN THE 2D WORLD!” I yell out a loud and start to laugh to myself to where it echoes a bit while striking a pose, but then I freeze up in embarrassment when I notice that mother is pulling her child along faster as they pass by me.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“Look Mommy, that man is talking to himself.” the child says

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“Shh, don’t stare at the pervert, you’ll catch his disease.” She tells her son

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“Mom what’s a pervert?” the kid

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“Mommy will show you when you get older.” She say to them

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">(?????? What the hell is that supposed to mean?) I think to myself in disgust

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">I regain my compose and think to myself

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">(This job isn’t what I had in mind when I was growing up…….BUT…….a job is a job and it does have its perks…………………and I’ll do anything to support my Otaku lifestyle and my beloved Mika-tan.)

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">I got to the door of the person I was supposed to make a delivery to; I take a deep breath to brace myself for the 3D self-esteem onslaught. I tell myself, all I need to do is just deliver the cheap 3 dollar hallmark card with crimson roses and whale tonic. *sigh* I hope this time isn’t as bad as the last, I rang the doorbell with anticipation.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">The door opens up and out came a yawning shapely and undignified green Ogre in her slightly loose white tank that had one strap properly on her shoulder and the other hanging from her side like she just woke up while wearing slightly transparent panties with hearts on them.

<p class="MsoNormal">*HHump* I cover my nose and my face turned red.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“Oh!”   “It’s you again, what brings ya to ma place on such a lovely day~.” she says in her friendly ogre accent

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">(Cut the crap, you’re doing this purpose!) I think to myself internally while being agitated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“Do you always answer the door with no clothes on?” I said as a response to her idiocrasy

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">She makes a ditzy look with her finger on her chin as if she had no clue what I was talking about; I got slightly annoyed by it.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“But what’s wrong with what I’m wearin~? I always sleep in ma underwear, their super comfy~.” She tells me in an innocent manner

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“You should always have clothes on when answering the door.” I tell her

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family: "Times New Roman",serif">“Why, I just got out of bed to answer the door and I didn’t feel like throwin on clothes just to answerin it~, plus it’s only just you 2D-kun~, don’t have to worry about thing~.” She tells me in a playful manner

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">(You’re definitely doing this on purpose!) I think to myself while getting more agitated.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“That’s not the point, at least put some clothes on when you answer the door!” I scold her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“But what about when men answer the door in their underwear and gots no shirt on~.” She tells me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Men don’t……….N...NEVERMIND….here, I came to give these to you.” I said to her and then handed her the delivery items.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Oh for me~! On Valentines~! You shouldn have~.” She says to me in happy manner

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“WAIT WHAT!...... NO!..... I’m not giving you anything! I’m just making a final delivery before I head back to spend time with what really matters to me.” I tell her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">(I’ll be damned if I give a 3D woman anything for free!) I thought to myself

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“hahahaha just kiddin~, it’s from ma boyfriend~; are you goin to spen all day playin with ya dolls today?” She says to me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“THEIR NOT DOLLS, THEIR COLLECTIBLE FIGURINGES! Someone of your plebian caliber would not understand nor appreciate the depth and the virtue of their existence.” I correct her while adjusting my glass

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">She looks at me with a puzzled look on her face and just laughs. “I don’t understand, but I hope you don’t go home just to spend time with your dolles watchin cartoon porn on valentine day cause you gots no girlfriend and are a virgin~” she says with innocent smile

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">****anime arrow number one goes through me**** “augh!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Bein the comfort of ya own home havin a nice dinner and movies with your dolles savin money~” she says with innocent smile

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">****anime arrow number two goes through me**** “Ack!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">   “But if you do, at least you’ll be happy knowin ya aint spendin it alone~.” she says with innocent smile

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">****anime arrow number three goes through me**** “allllugh!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I fall over from her statements and then pick myself up with a grin on my face hiding my nervousness and anger.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Oh………whatever gave you that idea…… I would never do such a thing.” I say to her sarcastically

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">(Crap………she on to me.)

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Well I’m goin to spend today with ma boyfriend at that new hot springs resort that just opened up a couple of weeks ago~” she proudly boast to me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Congratulations.” I said in a monotone voice not givin a shit

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I kno huh, that place is expensive, but worth it for a couple like us that’s been datin for a while; he surprised me with it a couple of days ago~” she glee fully said while pose in a victory pose

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“yay….it will be fun.” I said in sarcastic low tone of voice while still not caring.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Its goin to be magical~” she adds

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Good for you.” I say with an attitude

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Huuuh, do I detect jealousy comin from ya 2D-kun~” she said narrowing her eyes with a grinnig smile at me and a condescending attitude of one victory over me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">(This Ogre is just as annoying as annoy as human women.) I think to myself and get slightly ticked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“If that’s all, I’d like to be done here, so I’m just going to leave now, you have a nice day.” I said to her still kind of mad and then turn and try to walk off.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Wait!” she halts me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I turn around in response to her call.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Yea, did you need anything else?” I ask her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Could ya read the card that ma boyfriend sent to me before you go?” she ask me sincernly

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I sink my brows together and squint my eyes and throw on my “WTF” face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“What!...............are….are you serious?” I said in a manner of questioning her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Uh huh.” She says to me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I’m not a telegram boy!” I tell her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“awe com on~” she says in playful voice

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I continued to stare at her with the “WTF” face

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Pleaseee!?” she ask nicely

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Only one word was flowing throughout my mind at the moment……..

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">SUCKER!!!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Ughhh…..fine, whatever it takes to for you to leave me alone and not take time away from me and Mika-tan.” I tell her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Who’s mika-tan?..........is that one of ya dolles that ya goin to shoot one off to later?” she says while being puzzled

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“GIMMME THAT!” I said to her while snatching the cheap 3 dollar hallmark card out of her hand and read it to her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“To Ma Dearest Ebbi,   Ma deepest opologies 4 skippin out on Velentine’s day to shoot.……..” I read then stop part way into reading it

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I froze my face and stop reading and I squinted my eyes at what I was reading

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Why’d ya stop? There must be more.” She said while being pleased

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I looked at her, then looked at the card, then looked back at her with a “what hell did I just read face” and continued read the card

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">  

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">To Ma Dearest Ebbi, 

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">  

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Ma deepest opologies 4 skippin out on Velentine’s day to shoot movie stunt that’s gotta be film assap in Canada this wek, with no breaks between. I still thinkin of ya and sent ya roses and booze to help sweet’n this sour velentine for ya. When I get back we goin to have mad sex like a muthafucka……….All da sex. ''

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">  

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">~ Yours truly, Sven 

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">  

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">P.S. I’m comin back for that big green meaty ass you got. ''

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">   

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“…………………..” was my response

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">(………….I feel……I feel like….like…..I’m being trolled here, what the hell did I just read…………this ……..writing…….this language………is deplorable……who……what…….what did I do to deserve this………I know I’m not the smartest person in the world nor am the dumbest……..,but ……….I know didn’t just spend the last couple years in college just to deliver and read bullshit like this! I feel insulted from having my eyes bear witness to this travesty you call a letter.)

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“What a lovely card he sent. I know his work keeps him busy, but he really does loves me.” She tells me proudly as I’m still standing at her front door processing the card she had me read to her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I’ve had enough……….I look at her like “really!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Are you kidding you me….” I said

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Huh!” she says

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“This is your handwriting.” I flatly tell her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“What!” she says in shock.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">   “With your plebian vernacular; I could tell from a mile away.” I call her out on.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“That’s not…” she tries to get out

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“BULLSHIT! Do you except a shut-in otaku, that actually went to college, to actually believe in this excrement of a card that your movie star boyfriend sent to you because he had to skip out on valentine’s day for movie shoot!?” I called her out

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Um…I….” she utters out

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“No!.....just NO!.....I refuse to stand here and be insulted by this any further….you are sadder than me if you think this is how you plan the live out the rest of your life.” I tell her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“You must think I’m stupid huh!”   I add

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“WHY DO 3D WOMEN DO THIS SHIT!? I also add

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">**sniff** **sniffle** **sniff** **sniffle**

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Her eyes began to water and tear up.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Ya didn’t **sniff** have to **sniff** mean!” she yelled at me and then begins to cry immensely.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">As I watch the tears fall from her eyes, I realize those weren’t fake tears…… she was really crying. She then falls to her knees crying even harder and I start to feel like a heel for making her cry.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Uhhhh……” was the only retarded word I could utter out as I watched her cry her heart out.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I try to put my hand on shoulder to console her, but she quickly reflexes with a swing of her arm missing my hand from me jerking back in time and it landing into the wall creating spider crack in the wall.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">(WOAH! THAT IF THAT HAD HIT ME……I WOULDN’T HAVE A HAND ANYMORE!) I thought to myself

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Idiot!” she calls me and runs back into her apartment her leaving the door wide open.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Even though I despise IRL women……….I felt like an ass……..nothing, but pure ass and liquid diarrhea from a wet fart on a hot summer day. If I’ve learned anything thing throughout the years growing up………. despite how much I didn’t like my own father……. His words were right…………

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">(To a woman, your wrong….. and even if you’re right…….. you’re still wrong…….you’ll never be right.)

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I didn’t understand that until now……….

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">…………….

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">……………..

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">………………

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">**sigh** “I hate you dad!” said then chuckled a bit and shook my head.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Her leaving her apartment door open as she ran back in was the sign………….chase after me you idiot.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I went into her apartment after her. After being in her apartment, I found her in her room at the side of her bed with her arms and head buried on the bed crying like somebody kill her family member.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I fucked up………this…..childish immature nerd fucked up…….

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Ebbi…” I called out to her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">She looks back at me still teared up

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“What do you want!” she says to me angrily

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Um…..” I said

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Well!” she snaps

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“…….” Was my response

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“If ya don’t have anythin to say then just leave me!” she tells me and puts her head back down and continues crying.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I took a deep breath.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Ebbi I’m sorry.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">She slowly stops crying and looks back at me. I walk over the bed and sit right next to her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I apologize, I was wrong to say that stuff like that to you. I have no right you judge you nor be rude to you. You did nothing wrong, it was my own childish fault…….I just had pented up anger from all these years of bad experiences.” I sincerely tell her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I’m really truly sorry to have made you cry.” I add

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">She then wipes her face off and buries her face into my chest while holding on to me crushing me with a bear hug and tells me while still sniffling.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I’m a worthless Ogre woman, I’m nothing like ma sisters. They all went ta school and can talk all proper and gots an education and gots good boyfriends and husbands. I’m the odd one out of the family that gets treated like the undomesticated ogre out in the wild because of the way I talk and behave. Ma sister say I’m not lady-like or call me an uneducated mountain bumpkin or rough-skin. I don’t think I’m never goin to be happy, Imma be alone with no one to ever love me.” She says and starts back up to sniffle and sob again

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I then quickly tap her shoulder to look up, she then looks up at me and notices me turning blue in the face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Let!...................GO!.....................SQEEZING……………TOO………………HARD…………….CRUSHING…………….ME!” I utter out

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">She realizes it and let go “Sorry.” She tells me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">**COUGH** ** COUGH**

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I regain some air after being sqeeze to death.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“That’s not true, you’re doing well for yourself. You have your own place and probably have a decent job so that you can rent at an expensive place like this and you’re living your life.” I try to cheer her up

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“That doesn’t change the fact that I’m goin to be alone for the rest of ma life.” She tell me sadly with her head down

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I look her and then I think to myself.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt">*sigh*

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">(………………..I never thought I would have to do this for a 3D woman……………..)

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Ebbi.” I call out to her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">She looks up at me “Yea”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">I swiftly went in and kissed her on lips.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">As we had our lips locked, she was shocked and went with it. I then pull away from her saying

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I guess I could try something that isn’t 2D, please don’t change who you are.” I nervously said while avoid eye contact.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">She then lights up and hugs me just to nuzzle me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I thought you said you had a boyfriend.” I said

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Fuck that make believe boyfriend, I found me a real one.” She happily says while hugging me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">She then goes for a kiss and we make out for a bit. She pull her head back to tell me something as were both breathing hard

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I have somethin I would like to tell ya.” She

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Yea” I said

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“The reason I wrote that card was because I needed a way to get ya attention without be a barbaric Ogre that rapes men.” She tells me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“I was hoping ya would get jealous and would want me. Now we get to have mad sex like a muthfuth and I can finally make ya squeal in bed like the little nerd bitch ya are.” She says to me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“EXCUSE ME!” I blurt out

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“But you would be ma nerd bitch.” she says to me lovingly and hugs me

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Um …..I don’t know how I feel about that.” I tell her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“How about ya feel this.” She tells me and pulls me on top of her as we spend the rest of day getting to know each personally.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Later she ask me “what about mika-tan?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">“Who need Mika tan when I have you.” I tell her

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:107%;font-family:"Times New Roman",serif">Sorry Mika-tan……….I found real love.