The Pink Ball

      So this is the end of the world. Somehow, it is more pink than I expected.

 I am standing here in the middle of the street and watching the turmoil

 around me. Men and women and children are screaming. It is because of all the violence.

Some are being killed, others are killing. There is a woman about

 ten feet from me that is praying to a God I have never heard of.

      With a great shrug I walk away from her. I have to find my wife. She must

 be scared. I am amazed at the pink glow of the street. The pavement feel

s warm and I know it is from that damn glowing ball in the sky. The big pink one

 that has everyone so terrified.

      I walk into my house. It's a real nice house. I have a very good job. I

 have the perfect life here.

      "Lucy, I'm home!" I yell arms stretching out wanting my darling there

to protect her from the evil pink thing. Lo and behold, my divine love emerges

 from our kitchen.I catch my breath for she is so stunning. She is a gorgeous

pink tinted faerie princess.

      "Peter! You are home!" she screams as she burrows up to my chest, arms

 wrapped around my waist. I can't hold her too tight because of our happy little

 faerie princess that is tucked in her tummy. I do my best to console her with

my presence.

      "I am so scared! Daisy has not come home from school yet! She is out

there!" she sobs at me through thick, buttery tears.

      In my mind I can almost see myself gathering up my superhero cape over

 my shoulder as I say to my darling Lucy "I will find her."

      With one last kiss for her hero, Lucy runs off to the kitchen to console

 Grey, our three year old son. I am filled with fear and anxiety as I leave the

house and my two gems behind to search for my Daisy Love.

      A man has somehow attached himself with wire to my car shouting abuot

 how he tried to tell everyone that this would happen. Okay, so my car is not

 an option.I walk, I walk briskly all for my little dimple cheeked Daisy. For

her, I gallantly run past wierdos with guns and bigger wierdos with bibles.

      Everything is pink. I see murders and suicides too gruesome to really

affect me. Some man is claiming that a comet, is how the dinosaurs became extinct

so why not us? I smile wondering if the dinosaurs all killed themselves before

the comet hit.

      "Daisy!" I shout, not really expecting anything. You see, heros always

have to endure pain and terror before they save the damsel in distress. But, I

 do hear my little flower answer my call.

      "Daddy!" screams Daisy from the curb where she is laying. I cross the

street in a hurry. As I do I see the shredded remains of the bus that she was

riding on. It appears to have been broken and shot into. I am so happy that

she is alive. But, she is injured. Glass shards protrude from her cute little

 legs that are exposed by the school uniforms required by the perverse school board.

      She is crying so hard that her face is nearly the same deep pink as the

 blood that seeps down her legs. She reaches out for me and I lift her up by her

 armpits to her feet. The bottoms of her feet are glassless. Thank God.

      "My legs hurt so bad." she says in such a cute, endearing voice that I

feel my heart pull at my chest.

      "Walk with me back to your mommy dear Daisy and it won't hurt anymore."

 I lie. Even through the pain, she looks doubtful. "And I will give you ice cream."

      "I don't want ice cream."she cries. I know that she must be very ill

indeed. So, I do the only humane thing. I carry her by her arms back home.

She is wriggling and screaming and I think of how big the pink ball in the

sky is getting.

      I drag her into the house with much fumbling for my keys. As we step

 into the house, I throw the loony my car key. He becomes deliciously giddy

and prepares to drive to a "safer" planet.

      As we come in, Lucy and Grey meet us halfway in the den. Lucy panics

when she sees Daisy's legs and scurries away to get the first aid kit. I hug

my terrified salty eyed Grey. I flash him my Superman grin.

      Lucy bandages up daisy's legs. The four of us eat ice cream in the

den and play Life. I am laughing at Daisy's frustration about having to put

in a blue "boy" peg next to her so that she can be married.

      "Well, if you hadn't lost all the pink pegs, you could have a girl!"

chides Lucy.Everything looks pink to me though. Solving her problem with a

finesse that only my daughter has, Daisy adds a blue peg and with a triumphant

 smile says "My wife is wearing a blue shirt!"

      We all giggle and hug and play. I am happy and I know that my family

loves me. The world is ending and I can not be happier. We hear loud booms and

 crashes outside. I pull Daisy and Grey into my lap.

      I tell them all what I feel inside for them. Lucy kisses me. The Earth

shakes. It is almost over, but my family isn't afraid anymore.

      "Why is it so pink?" I ask.

      "Silly Dad! You are wearing pink sunglasses!" Daisy grabs my head

and removes the glasses that i never knew were there.

      I awake with a start. I am startled and look around. I see Daisy and

Grey killing each other in Mortal Kombat. I smile. They are alive. It was a d

ream. I look towards the kitchen and see Lucy bending over the oven. I wolf

whistle. She looks at me with a wink and I realize that I am going to be happy

 the rest of my life. The world is no longer pink.

THE END