《Journey Of A Stoner》Honey I'm home!!
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*narrative Pov*
A small group of three people arrive in front of a untouched cozy house, that looks out of a place in this cluster fuck of a apocalypse. Derrick being the person he is, he's singing every song that can come to mind while smoking. Kasey and Riley just give him a look that shows how used they are of his behavior.
“Ayy Ayy Girl, never lie to me Ayy, girl, never lie to me Duck from the flashin' lights, watch out for the tide comin' All these people judgin' Take a sip out the double cup, can't tell me nothin' I know it's all for the better and I'm never stuntin' I just want it girl who gon' really tell me somethin', ayy.”
Derrick continues singing without a care in world while smoking his lovely lady Savita. He unlike these two girls believes stress is a sin which is why he'll never let anything bother him too much. He hops over the gate, separating him and the girls from the house. He rushes towards the house Totten the blunt, swings opens the door while screaming at the top of his lungs.
“HONEY!! IM HOME IS DINNER READY YET?? YA KNOW I GOT THE MUNCHIES HAHAHAH.” Derrick says with his signature goofiness.
*BOOM*
“Punk!! This isn't your house and there's definitely isn't any food for you numb nut!! Where's my daughter you better have kept her safe!” Says a man in his early 40’s with a look of pure intimidation.
The man who is obviously the father of Kasey is trying to bash Derrick in the face with his flaming fists, looking like a true martial artist. He's facing some difficulty trying to punch a cloud of smoke that would semi transform into Derrick to give the father a target punch at. Kasey runs up to her father and bear hugs stopping him from throwing out another punch.
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“Hey Dad, I'm glad your safe where's mom?” Kasey asked looking more than relieved that she's home and somewhat out of danger.
“Hey Craig why can I smell food? I thought you said there wasn't any food?” Says Derrick sniffing out food like a dog.
“I said there wasn't any food for you!, There's food for me and my daughter.. oh and Riley too obviously but for… you can just smoke outside.”Says the father who's name is apparently Craig with a smirk.
“Awh that's so mean whatever I'm not hungry anyway I'll just go smoke with you wife hehe!!”Says Derrick while turning into a cloud of smoke and disappearing into the house at breakneck speeds.
Craig being the man is refuses that with a religious fever, while screaming for him to get back here. Craig chases after Derrick only to hear talking and his wife laughing and her agreeing to something.
“Nooo!!”Screams Craig trying to stop the smoking menace who entered his house.
Craig arrives too see both of them sitting on couch while he explains something to his wife, who is smoking a blunt with the youngster. Derrick looks at him, smirks and waves at him in a friendly manner.
“Anyways Marie this particular strain is something I just created using gorilla glue and aged Savita as the base while I mixed pure Thc into the bud prematurely increasing the potency, the smell, and effects it has the on the mind. I call it sleeping universe.”says Derrick with the expertness of a true stoner.
Derrick just gave her a simplified explanation that sounded like it made sense. If he truly tried to explain it to her she'll be profoundly confused but her being a mom she just agreed as if it made sense and just took a deep breath of it. Her mind exploded she was experiencing something she never had before. She was traveling through a universe blanketed in stars as far as she could see.
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There was figures as big as planets if not bigger, big enough to be the size of the universe standing, swaying there bodies moving to a invisible tune. They look godly, universal in their presence with boundless power. The beings stop dancing to look at the intruder in their domain. They all open there's mouths that weren't mouths as they spoke directly to her soul.
“Child of earth without the love of mother nature, you're not welcomed here be gone at once and never show yourself in front of us again. Without the blessing of the world you stand on you will Rot here as your soul withers away. Bye child and may fortune smile upon of you.” They raise their hand in unison and next thing she knew, she's back on couch sitting next to Derrick.
“...hm? Really? Oh ok I didn't realize she could have died. Yeah yeah I know I'm immature yes I know I'm childish….god? Can you stop with the nagging I get it no one can go there are you done yet? She obviously gained some benefits so it was win win yeah yeah alright never again tell mother nature I said hi.” Says Derrick as he has a one-sided conversation with air that might not be so one sided.
Marie hands Derrick back his blunt not wanting anything to do with that particular strain of weed again it's obviously not her speed. Kasey and Riley come into living room too say her mom sitting next to Derrick and her dad just chilling, looks like he got tired of fighting with Derrick.
She goes and sits on the couch next to her mother while laying on her shoulder. Derrick's breaks done the blunt storing the sleeping universe strain safely in his inventory and taking out a more mellow strain. He breaks down the purple creeper and rolls into his blunt. Derrick lights the blunt and enjoys the smoke. He only has one thing to say to everyone here.
“Anyone want a hit?” He says while making a dragon out smoke and making it fly around the room.
The entire room enjoys a smoke session while listening to music off Derrick's phone that surprisingly hasn't died yet. It was a peaceful time, it was a lapse of time to relax in this shady apocalyptic world that has monsters around every corner and every door. Derrick looks too the ceiling and smiles a smile that would make a person's heart flutter. He says with a profound look in his eyes.
“....Try as you may you can't kill the vibe, the vibe is immortal this world is my playground and I'm mother nature's child this world is my birthright hehe.” he says as a ruthless glint appears inside of his grey eyes that are always calm and relaxed.
*The End*
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