11 Years: Chapter Six.

Chapter Six: Chapter Sex


The Delivery Man stood bewildered while his car lay in flaming ruins. From inside the house he heard The Werewolf scream, "Fuck!" Just then, a pidgeon flew right by The Delivery Man's head and slammed into a tree and died. He noticed that the pidgeon wasn't just a regular pidgeon, but seemed to be a carrier pidgeon. He got the note off of it's leg. He opened it up and read: "I told you not to get something fancy, Father." The Delivery Man read this with a frown, "Are you fucking serious?" he said to no one in particular. At that point a semi-truck drove with a bunch of cars on it. But one of the cars rolled off and down the street. The Delivery Man ran after it and found that there were keys in the ignition and a post-it note on the steering wheel: Consider this a gift, don't fuck up. Father" The Delivery Man was very confused, why did Father blow up his nice car to replace it with a nicer, fancier car? The car he was now in was a 2008 Lamborghini Gallardo and the nicest car he'd ever seen. He flipped the car from neutral to drive and sped off into the city. He decided to get his grub on and went into the closest fast food franchise he could find. Behind the register he saw the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in his life. Her name tag read Madison. He walked up to the register and was about to order when Madison whispered to him, "Um, you're pretty cute. You wanna come back to my place after i get off work?" The Delivery Man just stood there surprised. Madison said, "Listen, just say yes or no. I just got out of a bad relationship and I just want to have some fun." "Ye....yes." "Alright then, meet me outside at seven. Now, what would you like to eat?" The Delivery Man made his order and got the tray full of food right away. On a napkin was Madison's phone number. The Delivery Man smiled the biggest smile of his life.