《She LEAPS》Late
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On her way to school, she stopped in front of a pastry shop, she opened the door and the scent of freshly baked pastries assaulted her the scent almost had a physical apparition and she was pretty sure she saw a lady wearing an apron with a bunch of pretty pastries on it with steam wafting from them and she was holding onto a silver rolling pin with spikes and then she saw a parrot on a rack by the door that said
pretty loudly and that snapped her out of her trance with a screech.
"Welcome to my humble abode muhahahaha". She blinked and said "What's the bird for Miss Yuki". A young looking Asian Lady with shoulder length hair walked out of the kitchen while wiping her hands with a hand towel.
Miss Yuki walked up to her and said.
"You have bags under your eyes, Didn't get a good nights sleep?"
"Yep, Reverse physics is pretty strange and confusing."
"Really now, I got that bird for free, the baker at the market gave it to me as a present.".
"Oooh, that sounds interesting."
She walked close to Miss Yuki and took her hand and said in a tiny voice.
"miss Yuki"
"Yes" miss Yuki said with a knowing smile on her face.
"I'm hungry"
Miss Yuki pinched her cheeks and said.
"Oh you cute little child"
She shook her head and said.
"I'm not a child and you're not that old too"
Miss Yuki smiled and said to her while moving towards the kitchen that had as much security as the PEOC.
"Come along now, I made your favorites"
She went along with miss Yuki into the kitchen that was bigger than it actually look on the outside, It had cutting edge baking
equipment and a rolling pin. She sat at the kitchen island which had a paludaria with an lake by the left, a miniature forest with real trees and a desert by the right and there were a bunch of micro animals running around in it.
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Miss Yuki brought a plate of scrambled eggs, a bowl of honey biscuits, a cup of warm milk and a bowl of freshly cut fruits.
"You still don't want to tell me how you miniaturized this animals miss Yuki?"
She said with a mouthful of scrambled eggs while looking at miss Yuki. Yuki looked at her and used a Napkin to clean her chin that had a bit of egg on it
and said with a playful look on her face.
"How do you know i miniaturized them?"
She looked at Yuki with a fascinated expression on her face and quickly ate her food. Yuki looked at her dotingly and thought to herself.
'What a beautiful child'
"Goodbye miss Yuki".
She left after eating her breakfast cause she was running even more late. After running to her class, she saw that the class had already started and was about
to walk in slowly through the backdoor when she heard her name.
"Ren!"
Ren turned around and saw that it was a girl with violet hair and blue frosted tips and up to four piercings on her ears and one on her nose which made her look defiant but beautiful nonetheless.
"Where have you been, I've been calling you for so long, Didn't you see my missed calls this morning after you clearly didn't pick up"
Debra said with a pout on her face and that was when Ren realized that since the moment she woke up she hadn't even thought of her phone or remember when she last saw it.
She smiled and said to Debra with a questioning look on her face.
"New look?"
Debra looked at her doubly and said.
"Yes and it's clear you need some prime sleep and don't try to change the subject, why didn't you pick up?"
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"If you hadn't told me about my phone, I'd have forgotten all about it, I can't even remember where it is."
Debra had a playful look on her face and said.
"We are so late let's go"
Debra pulled on her hand and dragged her into class through the back door.
"However there is one thing that is common. Human behaviour and psychology has always been unpredictable. They are miracles that cannot be fathomed, predicted, much less
be said to possess certain patterns. Faced with such a miracle, we researchers must be modest and..."
They entered the class just as a middle aged man with a scholarly look on his face was speaking to his students. He was reading from a small notebook, He paused and looked at the both of them and smiled and slowly said.
"How nice of you to grace us with your presence miss Grey and miss Reeds."
Ren and Debra smiled and waved at him and quickly took their seats.
"As i was saying, you also know that attempts to encompass all of human social phenomena with one or more macroscopic theories has long been riddled with problems. This is
because there has never been a way to thoroughly explain human reason."
He closed the notebook he was reading from and said to the students.
"Remember the brain and consciousness evolved with survival in mind. That will be all for today, A benefactor of this institution and a very good friend of mine will be visiting in
two days, there'll be an event, that will be all."
Back at Ren's apartment, under a pile of books in a small library a black phone was ringing and on the phone screen the words father was written in Leet.
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