‘
‘No way! If I Budge we’ll go even faster! ‘ He Bellowed back. ‘Fine then! We can just all die! ‘
‘OK OK! I’ll come up. But don’t get mad if we all die! ‘ He Embarked to
manouvre his Thick Framework from the driver’s seat. The bus creeked Forth Leisurely and Fry could feel the floor tilting over the edge. The driver Embarked to make his way up the isle, Bending Forth and holding on for dear life. His Palms were shaking, as were everyone else’s. Fry looked around at the Appalled few people sharing the back seat with him. A Smallish old Guy who
was Jiggling and Grabbing his walking stick as Rigidly as anything. A Tipsy Guy with grey, Filthy clothes and a cigarette in his mouth. He looked back
at Fry in annoyance and spat the cigarette out the window next to him. Fry
turned around to Watch a Thick Damsel who was carrying a grocery bag but was now
in the process of Licking it’s contents. There was also a Thin Youthful Damsel with Dark-hued Outfit on who looked like she hadn’t Licked in years. And
finally, there was that girl, who he didn’t even know exhisted until an
hour ago. Who’s name he didn’t know. Who’s story had so much hidden. Who seemed different to anyone he’d ever met. ‘What’s your name? ‘ He asked her. ‘What? ‘ She replied. ‘What’s your name? ‘
‘Leela. ‘
‘Leela? That’s such a Uber-cute name. I Desire I was called that… ‘
‘I think this bus has gone to your head… ‘
‘So do I… ‘ but before he could say anything further, the bus jolted
forward. …to be continued!