home

search

talking in a manhole

  Nut man

  I saw their faces of genuine concern but nothing will get in the way of me and my money and my smile looked so villainous that even nutty spoke up

  “Nut man I think their brains have been fried.” Spoke thy hat

  “Thy hat has spoken my brain hasth fryeth” the one handsome wearing headphones said.

  Then the balding one spoke “oohh I get it, I’m going INSANE!”

  “Nah you’re not going insane, if anyone’s going insane it would be the guy I’m on. I’m just a sei shin vessel, the names Lil’ nutty you can just call me nutty, (ah it sounds so embarrassing saying it to people) and this is nut man, and in case you’re wondering his real name is Nuttingham he’s a sei shin user.” Said nutty.

  “Hey I told you not to say my real name in front of strangers!” I shouted.

  “Well, it’s not my fault that your parents don’t love you.” He argued

  “Hey that hurt you stupid vessel. you got no brain no wonder you’re so dumb.” I insulted back.

  And then we got into a full-blown argument. Until the blading one came and interrupted our banter.

  “Wait that’s an actual sei shin vessel! and you are a user what is your power.”

  “His power is kinda embarrassing.” Stated nutty.

  Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.

  “Hey!” I shouted back.

  “His power phh is to-” he was laughing while talking that that Fricker

  “don’t say it!” I shouted

  “To.”

  “NOOOOOO!” I shouted.

  “Tell us!” the balding guy begged.

  “Create any type of nut and grow it without soil.” Nutty blurted.

  “Bruh that’s a trash power” the one wearing headphones said

  “Yeah, luck does not favor you what-so-ever.” The balding guy said

  “Well, luck doesn’t favor you by making you start balding at 30.” I argued

  “Hey I'm only 21 and I'm average looking” he argued back.

  “And hey I'm only 20 so that makes me your senior.” I spoke

  “Urmm actually (insert nerd emoji) do the math.”

  “Yeah, I’m right Lemme check. Um 1 minus 0 carry the 9.” I was doing the calculations with my fingers until.

  “Wait what where did you get the 9 from. Can you even do math” the guy with headphones said

  “Maybe I didn’t attend school.”

  “…”

  “Sorry but why?” the headphone guy said

  “Why should I tell you when I haven’t even learned your names” I said

  “Sorry we forgot we hadn’t even said our names. My name is Kevin and this is my brother David.” The balding one or should I say Kevin said.

  “Sorry for stepin’ on ya, again” said David

  “dtw bout it. I get used to it after a while” I continued “What do u do for a living I’m self-employed”

  “Well, it’s complicated but basically- ” Kevin was about to finish. But apparently pleasant conversations are not allowed in this continent, because a grumpy old man who looked like he was in his mid-40ies came and jumped into our conversation, literally he jumped down the manhole right next to us.

  And I could hear a small “ohh, shit not good” from David and I heard this I'm not kidding from Kevin the guy who was so calm a mere 3 seconds ago

  “RUN FOR YOUR FUCKING LIVES!” and he started runnin I could literally hear the woosh! Sound effect and I was wondering why they were running so fast. Until I saw what was in the man’s hand.

  A bloody butcher knife.

  I started sprinting, skedaddling, I removed myself from that premises faster than my health insurance company could scam me.

  This is why they called me Barry Alen in “da school for orphans” : ( and now that I semi know what an orphan is, it is a very offensive name for a school.

  And I finally caught up to a Kevin with a David on his back.

Recommended Popular Novels