(Kind of just wrote this in a couple minutes on some note cards. I just wanted to make a piece of fiction of any sort that is under the same name as my amazing song (http://datastuck.bandcamp.com/track/instant-consequence))
A Short Tale by Thedude3445
Mumford & Sons blasted through the small speakers of the alarm clock, and Vriska Serket woke up on the floor of her bedroom, apparently having tumbled off of her bed in her slumber. Her groggy eyes slowly began opening themselves, despite her best efforts to prevent it.
Ugh, morning already?
She had been dreaming such a fun dream; life felt dreary compared to the blissful Alternian moons of her subconscious. What good was life, anyway, when the best part of the day was the time when you weren’t even awake?
Nevertheless, Vriska sat up and stretched her arms. A yawn came out of her mouth. Finally, she punched her alarm clock and silenced Mr. Mumford for good. Or at least until tomorrow morning. What a nice man. Always timely.
Scratching her butt, she looked around her disorderly room. The one office chair was propped against the door, done so in the hope that it would block her younger brother from barging in and stealing her CDs while she slept, something that seemed to have not been successful anyway, as there were discs scattered all over the floor, and several of the best Slipknot albums were missing completely.
The desk itself was covered in a black-and-white mess of her unfinished homework assignments, many of which were already late or due today. Ignoring that, Vriska gazed up at her wall, with the many pictures nailed to it. The beautiful eyes of Skrillex looked down on her in poster form, making Vriska feel completely at ease.
Finally, she spotted the items of her desire; some dirty clothes strewn across the floor on in one corner that she could pick up and wear to class. Vriska knew she needed to do her laundry, but there were more important things to do during the day. Honestly, she didn’t really even care that much how unclean her outfits were at this point.
Getting ready was her number one priority at the moment. In said bathroom, Vriska was able to secure a toothbrush for dental hygiene, and a brush to tame her wild hair, apparently possessed by a demon over the course of the night, by the way it looked now.
Even so, she looked into the mirror and stared into the the face that appeared. It stared back.
I am so beautiful.
Vriska was going to make the most out of this day no matter what anybody else thought or did. She was going to make it awesome.
(Anyway, you are going to like a few upcoming posts of mine. A comic review or two maybe, and an overview of my homecoming week costumes. I may review Super Mario 3D Land as well, and I could post a story or two….. maybe.)