Lying
"Did you turn on the West Sector floods?" Daniel remained squatted, but stopped connecting the wires he was working on momentarily. His eyes widened as the realization that he hadn't turned on the flood lights—hadn't heard that loud "KACHOONG" noise when you flip over that comically oversized switch—hadn't turned on the West Sector flood lights as he was wrapping everything up down at that part of camp. This, obviously, was a very bad thing. Certain death awaited Daniel, undoubtedly. This wasn't like that time with the wheelbarrow, no no. This was far worse. It takes ten minutes—at full sprint—to make it from Under Home to the West Sector. During the day. Emma just went down half an hour ago. It's past nine o'clock, so Night Rules apply. That means all three of them, Daniel, Margot and Emma would have to go out to West Sector together. To flip a switch. I mean, do you know how hard it is to get Emma to actually go down? In that moment, holding two giant braided cords in either hand, Daniel had a thousand different thoughts pass through his mind all in unison, like a rapid-fire hit parade of the worst outcomes awaiting him. Finally— "Yeah, I turned 'em on," Daniel said as he looked over to Margot with a slight smile. "Great, you're the best," she returned. It would be the most costly lie he ever told. Please consider making a contribution to my Patreon if you enjoy these weird stories and are able to support them financially. No Happy Nonsense is 100% ad free and your donation helps keep it that way. |
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