"EXPLODE?!"
When I unsealed my only working eye, it was facing the dark starry sky.
I tried to pull my body forward as I yelled it, but my sore muscles wouldn't react. I forced my head to the side, the dog's hot and rapid breath stuck to my face.
His face was giant, but that was just perspective, still, it terrified me.
Out of my whole body, It was my mind that was working the least.
"Ex... plode?" The dog asked me what explode meant, "what's going to explode?"
Never mind, he already knew what it meant.
I slowly cranked my jaw open but strands of stagnant blood and mucus glued my lips shut.
When I managed to force the pair apart, large red and white pillars erected along the corners and apex of my mouth that vibrated as I spoke like bass strings.
The mucus was quick to seal, and ever sticky, so I tried to speak with my mouth mostly separated.
"Ura goo-oy," (You're a good boy), "ee ou e so snart?" (Where'd you get so smart?)
*INHALE*
A thick red wall blocked any air from entering or exiting purple nostrils, so I was forced to swap spit with the big, white dog.
*EXHALE*
Although he definitely got the worse end of the deal.
He tilted his ginormous white head in confusion, and I caught a glimpse of the little girl who asked the question in the first place.
"I uu each im wa eoshun eans?" (Did you teach him what explosion means?)
"WHAT! You know what explosion means, Belly?!"
She was wearing an old, over-sized, grey tracksuit, an old grey beanie, and carrying an old, tattered bag on her back, and an old leather leash in her left hand.
"And here I thought you were kinda stupid, for, ya'know, licking this strange homeless guy and all."
*INHALE*
"No way!" (No way!) "Wanna guess wha ee sai?" (wanna guess what he said?)
"Not really, I just want to know,"
I tried so desperately to flop my hand on the dogs head, but it slowly bounded away.
"What's gonna explode,"
"Oh, ah," (Oh, yeah) "jus ee earph"
"WHAT?! NOT THE SMURFS!"
Yeah... I guess they will too, sorta strange to be upset about little blue people when you just got told the Earth is gonna explode.
To each their own, I guess,
"That's sorta big news... I guess? So what, is Hollywood hiring homeless hobos nowadays?"
"Uh-uh" (either yes or no)
"So... you are homeless..."
She leaned over to look at my face, the bits of hair that hung from her beanie were greasy brown jumper cables, her face was painted in black and purple and dirt brown.
A waft of unwashed girl crashed into my nostrils, and it's sharp odor cut through the thick red barricade.
"Me too! Well since last week is all. I like you mister hobo, you're funny!"
The shock was enough to jump start my car battery, and cut through the gloom trapping my thoughts.
I held my instinctual need to gag.
"oo said u're... Honeless?" (You said you're... homeless?) I looked down, she was wearing a pair of old white converse, the same as me.
"Yep! Bella is too, say hi Bella!" The dog didn't react, and stayed curled up by the girls feet, "My name's Julie, nice ta meetc'ha!"
NOVEMBER 23rd, 11:11 PM - 7 DAYS UNTIL THE EARTH EXPLODES.