writing-prompt-s:

itwasnineintheafternoon:

evil-pie:

writing-prompt-s:

shewhoshallnotspeak:

writing-prompt-s:

You’ve been putting off cleaning your late fishes aquarium. Today the algae did its first space flight test.

I stared at the aquarium. A little rocket plopped out of the water and fell on the floor. «Man.. i really need to clean.» I said as ate my fourth sandwich. «I’ll do it tomorrow.» But i didn’t. I never did. The algae treated me like a God. I was God.

Please, don’t ever clean your aquarium

It honestly was a little shocking to find small statues of myself littering the area that the algae grew from, but i ignored it, thinking that was just normal algae stuff

a few days later, I walked towards the aquarium to find it completely empty. I looked up and saw a hole in the roof, the edges covered in algae. I looked down and saw a note being held down by a small likeness of myself. “Thanks for helping us. In return, we will send a bust of you to Venus, your favorite planet. Goodbye and thank you for everything you’ve done”

w h o l e s o m e

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