Kingdom Animalia
He's angry. You're not sure how he managed to get into your house, but you did choose to have this happen, didn't you?
You can't help but notice his eyebrow jumping, like it always does when he gets mad. He appears to have been awake for days, and a vein pulses unevenly in his temple. At work you're the star employee, albeit the overly opinionated, unsatisfied one, and you have been absent from your job for more than a full day. Your answering machine is blinking with dozens of missed calls. Perhaps you missed a big presentation or an especially essential investors' meeting (I'm sure you'd know exactly what you were supposed to have done if you were a human, but starving plants seem to have different priorities).
The boss has always been a little unstable. In fact, he's one of the main reasons that you were stressed enough to wish yourself into plantdom. He looks like he's about to have a meltdown.
He is muttering furiously under his breath. The words quickly crescendo to a fever pitch and he spits insults at your empty room. The things he says may not be reproduced here, for love of a G rating. Apparently, he has finally snapped because of whatever you did (or rather, didn't do).
He casts his eyes around the room, still twitching and lobbing anger. His gaze falls on your scented candles. Next to them is a lighter. He moves forward.
Oh shoot.
Fire begins to caress a stack of papers on your desk. The boss seems to break and he leaves the room without glancing back. This must have been a VERY expensive absence.
The flames lick the base of the bed and snake their way up. You, a wizened old plant, wrinkle tenfold in the heat.
You perish.
Good job, adventurer! A word of advice: if there is one thing to be learned from writing a choose your own adventure story, it is that loose ends should be tied up before you start a new life. Especially if you choose to conjure your psycho boss into your bedroom.
You can't help but notice his eyebrow jumping, like it always does when he gets mad. He appears to have been awake for days, and a vein pulses unevenly in his temple. At work you're the star employee, albeit the overly opinionated, unsatisfied one, and you have been absent from your job for more than a full day. Your answering machine is blinking with dozens of missed calls. Perhaps you missed a big presentation or an especially essential investors' meeting (I'm sure you'd know exactly what you were supposed to have done if you were a human, but starving plants seem to have different priorities).
The boss has always been a little unstable. In fact, he's one of the main reasons that you were stressed enough to wish yourself into plantdom. He looks like he's about to have a meltdown.
He is muttering furiously under his breath. The words quickly crescendo to a fever pitch and he spits insults at your empty room. The things he says may not be reproduced here, for love of a G rating. Apparently, he has finally snapped because of whatever you did (or rather, didn't do).
He casts his eyes around the room, still twitching and lobbing anger. His gaze falls on your scented candles. Next to them is a lighter. He moves forward.
Oh shoot.
Fire begins to caress a stack of papers on your desk. The boss seems to break and he leaves the room without glancing back. This must have been a VERY expensive absence.
The flames lick the base of the bed and snake their way up. You, a wizened old plant, wrinkle tenfold in the heat.
You perish.
Good job, adventurer! A word of advice: if there is one thing to be learned from writing a choose your own adventure story, it is that loose ends should be tied up before you start a new life. Especially if you choose to conjure your psycho boss into your bedroom.
