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Another Day at the DOA by chickenshack, literature

Literature

Another Day at the DOA

Jessica Stausel loved her job. How could she not? She’d been lucky enough to snag it right out of med school, back when she was horrendously in debt and desperate to pay her bills and make her rent on time. It might have seemed like an odd specialty within the medical field, but Jessica still valued her work and what she accomplished on a daily basis. Just as eager and enthusiastic to be in the office on a Thursday morning as she would have been at Disneyland, she picked up the phone ringing at her desk and prepared herself for the first call of the day. “Department of Obesity Assistance, this is Jessica speaking!” Working for the DOA had never been Jess’s dream, obviously… But there was no denying how effortlessly the perky and punctual blonde had settled into her role. Always a very pretty and outgoing girl, Jess had initially desired to apply her impeccable bedside manner to the physically rehabilitated. She was great with people, had always been told so, and had a particular

Unconventional Warfare by chickenshack, literature

Literature

Unconventional Warfare

“So then… I uh.. I take it that the bioweapon is a success?” “Um, yes. Sir. Yes sir, the bioweapon is certainly… very successful... Sir.” Commander Vasquez rolled his eyes. “Feel free to dispense with the formalities, doctor. For the sake of time. I uh,” the scarred and grizzled commander sought his next few words carefully. “I didn’t think you’d be using yourself as a test subject.” Dr. Seward attempted to sit up straight, but that was a difficult thing to do when her body was spread haphazardly across three different swivel chairs, all creaking under the young scientist’s prodigious weight. Weight that she had not been carrying just last week when she had last updated the commander on her progress… “Well, I…” she tried to explain, blushing, “hadn’t originally intended to…” the morbidly massive mad scientist sighed heavily and then slumped her soft shoulders, her chairs creaking even more ominously as she sunk her vast body further into their compressed confines. “Correct

Stuck With Her by chickenshack, literature

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Stuck With Her

“Shit… Tam?! Tam!!” Tamara craned her neck up toward the source of the noise, shouting from where she was on the living room couch without getting up. “WHAT?!” she hollered back, somewhat irritated. Netflix had just dropped a new season of her favorite dating reality show, Love Stinks, and, while it was absolute trash, she admitted, bad dating shows had always been a bit of a guilty pleasure for her. “Can you come here, please!” the voice more ordered than asked. Tamara sighed, fumbling for the television remote as she slumped out of her comfort spot on the couch. “So Danica, are YOU ready to smell love-” the D-list celebrity host on the television screen went quiet as Tamara paused her program and tossed the remote onto the small coffee table in front of her. Whatever her younger sister wanted, it had better have been important. Yes… Younger sister. Tamara might have only been older than her twin by four and a half minutes, but it still counted. Tamara had always been the

Interview With a Baker by chickenshack, literature

Literature

Interview With a Baker

“I hope you enjoy them! Have a nice day!” “And you too, sweetheart. Best of luck!” “Oh, thanks Mrs Finley… I’m so nervous!” “Oh, well, they’d just be a bunch of fools to not pick you,” Mrs Finley waved away the notion with her free hand. The other plump hand was clutching a paper bag full of croissants that she knew for a fact that she would be enjoying later. In the three years since this new bakery had opened up in her neighborhood, it had become her new favorite spot; she must have stopped in almost every day some weeks… Of course, in Alexa Finley’s opinion, the owner was an absolute peach pie as well. “I hope you’re right, Mrs F,” said peach pie flashed an apprehensive smile. “Oh, I know I am,” Mrs Finley asserted before turning to leave. Before she had exited the small shoppe, she stopped to turn back around. “And by the way, my friends call me Alexa,” she smiled casually. “Oh,” the shop owner replied, “well, I’m Chelsea,” she replied, returning the smile. “It’s

The Study Date by chickenshack, literature

Literature

The Study Date

Miranda Landis was known for two things in the science wing of Meddlewith University’s campus: having the biggest brain, and having the biggest, well… everything else too. Jason Knowles was interested in the former. On the verge of flunking out of his Advanced Biology class and losing his academic scholarship, Jason knew he needed someone in the class to help him study for the next exam, especially given it was a whopping forty percent of his grade. He’d struggled with his Master’s thesis ever since his second year of graduate school, and now that he was in his third, he found himself floundering in his courses, losing sleep as he lost points on his GPA. But Miranda Landis? She was an ace student, not a single blemish to be found on her academic transcript. The twenty-four year old was only in her first year at Meddlewith, and yet she left third years like Jason and even fourth years in the dust. Always the first to find an answer to a question, always the first to finish solving an