MISC: One Day at a Time #1

[Andrew Perron]

[Fixed version.  See, kids, this is what happens when you edit on Word. -
Andrew]

  It didn’t really hurt. Nor did it really bother me that much. I felt 
pretty much the same after my blood and organs flew out of my body. 

                           One Day at a Time

                            By James Mason

  So... my organs are on the ground now. Why am I not dead?
  How did this happen, anyway? I think it was that floating guy. The 
one that was standing in the air between the buildings. He looked at 
me and pointed, and my body parts wanted a vacation from my head. 
  Since I don’t seem to be having the trouble most people have when 
they lose organs, I don’t mind all that much. I hope they come back 
soon. Otherwise, how am I going to--
  I CAN HELP YOU.
  "Uhhh… really?"
  YES, IF YOU LET ME.
  Well, my only other choice is just lying here for the rest of my... 
life? "Okay."
                             *SLUP* *POP*
  That... felt weird. Weirder than not dying when you lose a piece of 
yourself (specifically, a vital organ). Better return home.

                  Chapter 1: This Chapter Has a Title

  *yaaaawn* Man, nothing’s happened since I came back to my apartment. 
All that happened was: I got home, said "hi" to my roommate, waited in 
my room for a while, fell asleep, the dinosaurs attacked, Big Brother 
shot me with a laser, and then I woke up. And now it’s 2:00 AM. 
  Nothing. Oh well, might as well go to the bathroom. 
  *mumblemumble* Stupid door. Stupid carpet. Stupid mirror. Stupid cat 
in the mirror. Stupid bathroom floor. Stupid toilet. Stupid bathroom 
door that I’m looking at while going.
  Ahhhhh. That’s better. Now what was that about a cat in the mirror?
  ...I’m a cat. Or at least some sort of... cat... person... I don’t 
know how to feel about that. I’m going back to bed.

	Ah, I knew it was just a dream. ...I’m sad now. Oh well! Time to get 
ready for work!
                      *GOING THROUGH THE MOTIONS*
  Do-do-do-do-do, driving my car! Do-do-do... why do I have this odd 
feeling? Do-do-do-do, I’m at work, do-do-do. 
  “HI, CHUCK!”
  “Hi, Bill!”
  Do-do-do—
  YOU ARE NEEDED.
  ...do...? "Ummm… what do you expect me to do?"
  YOU MUST SEARCH THE CITY TO STOP CRIMES.
  "How?"
  YOU HAVE THE POWER.
  "So I am a cat."
  YES. NOW GO!
  "Well, I kind of have work to d—"
                                *BOOM*
  "RUN! THE FACTORY IS EXPLODING!"
  ...time to go!

	Okay, how do I become the cat again? Come on, mirror at my house! I 
didn’t come back to my apartment just to look at myself! Show me the 
cat self thing! Maybe I should think about cats. CATS CATS CATS CATS 
MEOW MEOW MEOW! 
  ...hey, it worked! Now to look for crimes! ...how do I do that?