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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Pets / Animal Friends
- Published: 08/02/2015
There was a boy named Trick. He lived with his sister and his mother and his father in a condo above the galactic city. They also had a pet snake named Fred. Fred was a friendly snake and Trick and Fred did everything together. Trick and Fred would go to the same bar, the same movie theater, and the same skating rink every week. Eventually Trick got bored of doing the same stuff and got tired of people asking why he was hanging out with a snake. He decided it was time to make a life change. Trick decided to move across the tectonic plains to titanium valley. He packed a few things in a duffel bag, said goodbye to his father, sister, and mother, and Fred, and got on a shuttle lift for the nine hour trek. Trick stared out the Plexiglas as he pondered all the possibilities in titanium valley. He could get a job with Ultratech designing starships, or maybe become a comedian. The possibilities seemed endless. He woke up as the conductor announced his destination. He hurriedly collected his things and debarked the shuttle. Trick bought a slice of pizza for .273 bit coin which he reluctantly transferred to the vendor. He found a rental near the docks that was as inexpensive as he figured he could find, and planned to look for a job the next day. As the earth rotated in such a way that the nearest star lit up the surface of titanium valley at a shallow angle, Trick ate his complimentary nourishment, slung his bag over his shoulder, combed his hair, and began his job search. He walked in through the towering hatches of Ultratech and asked at the front desk about open positions in design and research. The lady asked for his papers. Trick realized that he didn’t have any papers. Fred had eaten his papers one night on accident. No reputable company would hire him without papers. And “my snake ate my papers” didn’t work very well for him. He suddenly started thinking about Fred. Even though they did the same boring stuff all the time, he wished more than ever that he could talk to Fred again. Trick had spent all his bitcoin, assuming he would be able to get a job immediately. Now he couldn’t even voicemail his family in the galactic city. Trick found an old fiberboard container to sleep in that night. As he slept he dreamt he was home with Fred and his sister and mother and father and they were having a turkey dinner. Not having any papers, and not being able to get a job, trick decided to hitchhike back to the galactic city. After several weeks of hitchhiking and sleeping under the black sky, Trick made it back to the galactic city a frailer and dirtier version of the frail kid he was when he left. When he made it back to his condo, he found a different family living there. His family apparently decided to downsize since he left, but he didn’t have any way to find out where they had moved to. Without any home, family, or friend, he decided to enlist in the galactic service corps. It wouldn’t be a great life, but at least he would have nourishment and limited access to the interwebs. Once he located his family, he could fake psychosis and get a medical discharge. The world that had seemed so open, with possibilities so endless, now seemed so empty, like an abandoned prison. As he sat in the enlistment office, he saw Fred slithering across the concrete outside, carrying dry cleaning. He ran out and yelled to Fred, but Fred ignored him and kept slithering. Trick realized that everything he once had was gone forever. He abandoned his family and now had nothing. He wasn’t charming enough to make it as an actor, and he wasn’t funny enough to make it as a comedian, and he didn’t have any papers so he couldn’t get a real job. Trick started to cry, and began to cry uncontrollably. The enlistment attendant quit processing his application and asked him to leave. He walked to an alley across the street and sat down next to a warty frog. The frog said hello, and started telling Trick stories of life during the war. Trick asked if the frog would be friends with him. The frog said he never had a friend, but he would try. Trick and the frog hung out in the alley and occasionally passerbys would see them and say, isn’t that the boy that used to hang out with a snake. What happened to him? The end.
Trick and the Snake(Trick) There was a boy named Trick. He lived with his sister and his mother and his father in a condo above the galactic city. They also had a pet snake named Fred. Fred was a friendly snake and Trick and Fred did everything together. Trick and Fred would go to the same bar, the same movie theater, and the same skating rink every week. Eventually Trick got bored of doing the same stuff and got tired of people asking why he was hanging out with a snake. He decided it was time to make a life change. Trick decided to move across the tectonic plains to titanium valley. He packed a few things in a duffel bag, said goodbye to his father, sister, and mother, and Fred, and got on a shuttle lift for the nine hour trek. Trick stared out the Plexiglas as he pondered all the possibilities in titanium valley. He could get a job with Ultratech designing starships, or maybe become a comedian. The possibilities seemed endless. He woke up as the conductor announced his destination. He hurriedly collected his things and debarked the shuttle. Trick bought a slice of pizza for .273 bit coin which he reluctantly transferred to the vendor. He found a rental near the docks that was as inexpensive as he figured he could find, and planned to look for a job the next day. As the earth rotated in such a way that the nearest star lit up the surface of titanium valley at a shallow angle, Trick ate his complimentary nourishment, slung his bag over his shoulder, combed his hair, and began his job search. He walked in through the towering hatches of Ultratech and asked at the front desk about open positions in design and research. The lady asked for his papers. Trick realized that he didn’t have any papers. Fred had eaten his papers one night on accident. No reputable company would hire him without papers. And “my snake ate my papers” didn’t work very well for him. He suddenly started thinking about Fred. Even though they did the same boring stuff all the time, he wished more than ever that he could talk to Fred again. Trick had spent all his bitcoin, assuming he would be able to get a job immediately. Now he couldn’t even voicemail his family in the galactic city. Trick found an old fiberboard container to sleep in that night. As he slept he dreamt he was home with Fred and his sister and mother and father and they were having a turkey dinner. Not having any papers, and not being able to get a job, trick decided to hitchhike back to the galactic city. After several weeks of hitchhiking and sleeping under the black sky, Trick made it back to the galactic city a frailer and dirtier version of the frail kid he was when he left. When he made it back to his condo, he found a different family living there. His family apparently decided to downsize since he left, but he didn’t have any way to find out where they had moved to. Without any home, family, or friend, he decided to enlist in the galactic service corps. It wouldn’t be a great life, but at least he would have nourishment and limited access to the interwebs. Once he located his family, he could fake psychosis and get a medical discharge. The world that had seemed so open, with possibilities so endless, now seemed so empty, like an abandoned prison. As he sat in the enlistment office, he saw Fred slithering across the concrete outside, carrying dry cleaning. He ran out and yelled to Fred, but Fred ignored him and kept slithering. Trick realized that everything he once had was gone forever. He abandoned his family and now had nothing. He wasn’t charming enough to make it as an actor, and he wasn’t funny enough to make it as a comedian, and he didn’t have any papers so he couldn’t get a real job. Trick started to cry, and began to cry uncontrollably. The enlistment attendant quit processing his application and asked him to leave. He walked to an alley across the street and sat down next to a warty frog. The frog said hello, and started telling Trick stories of life during the war. Trick asked if the frog would be friends with him. The frog said he never had a friend, but he would try. Trick and the frog hung out in the alley and occasionally passerbys would see them and say, isn’t that the boy that used to hang out with a snake. What happened to him? The end.
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