The Bagel

The sun was shining bright with only a few clouds in the sky that day all hell almost broke loose. Just another monday afternoon we were walking across the street probably after the stop walking sign appeared but we cross the road anyways. In one hand he threw me in front of a passing car putting my life before his own, tires were squaling and horns went a blowing as his body and other hand went in panic mode. Once we arrived safely through the street Walter and I casually walked down the side without a care in the world, until we passed a strange black fellow in matching attire black suit and tie with the white undershirt passing us a brief case.Approaching the park bench Walter grabbed me and began to eat his breakfast Ouch I tried screaming out with pain to only realize my mouth was gone, and began to taste the remains of coffee and toothpaste which made his usually morning rituals. As we sat down on the park bench a nice seemingly innocent pigeon flew up beside us and being the good samaritan Walter was tore a piece of his breakfast off and threw it to him. He watch it sail by and turned back his head locking his eyes on me. My body began to quiver as Walter grasped me tighter and tighter I could feel my edges beginning to wear down a little bit and crumb in his grasp. That damn bird inched closer and closer to us taking baby step along the top edge of the bench, then dove at Walter it was something I had never seen before two things fighting over me, I mean yea my cousins had it happen to them all the time but they hung out in coffee shops and breakfast resturant but me no my whole life was spent in the grocery store just waiting for someone to pick me up. So Walter hurled me toward his briefcase clearing it I landed safely over top of it but made a rough landing bouncing across the concert and close to the curb. When the Pigeon flew to get he must of had a rough land because the last I saw of him he was on top of the case and coming right for me but never made it down. Then all of sudden Walters briefcase began to jump around up and down up and down pausing between each jump maybe a second or two and jumped right on past us. Not two seconds latter a fine looking girl, who I thought Walter should of been chasing came sprinting past us screaming her lungs out in one of those high pitch and unnesscary screams. Followed but what else but then that stupid breifcase, Walter took off trying to catch up he suit blowing in the wind and the briefcase firing off lasers right and left at everything that stood in its way blowing up a few cars and causing everyone to run and scream. Walter reached down and picked me up run me into the middle of street and just stood there until the breifcase finally saw us there together it made a beeline for us as Walter began to burn my buns over the top of a recently blown up car. Then thats when I saw it for the second time the damn pigeon had been inside of the case the whole time making a fool of the town inching closer to the pigeon Walter raised me in the air

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