The Afternoon of February 3rd. It was a fine wintery day and the work girls were watching Channel Two news out of boredom in Big Boss's house. This is their reactions out of context
🤔: .........
😱: .......
🥳: What is this man saying?
🤔: Oh my God, just listen.
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🥳: Wait, so..... the North and South towns are not going to snow next week like the mother mountains?
😱: We are going to be attacked.
🤔: No. Actually it's logical.
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🤔: Why is it still snowing in the east? The weather Man promised us that they will get sun and flowers for the first week of the month.
🥳: How do you not like snow? Snow?
🤔: What?
🥳: You don't know snow like I do. I'm like a snow lover!
🤔: It's terrorfying! Driving is the snow is torture.
🥳: I'm not scared of that.
🥰: Me neither.
🤕: The weather Man is saying that people need to sleep in the snow all of a sudden?
🥳: Yes. The snow is gorgeous by the way. Yeah, I think the news is just showing bad angles.
😱: Depressing angles.
🥳: Snow in the East in sopposed to be incredibly beautiful!
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🤕: This news show is fake!
😱: The snow has What? Pain killers!
🥰: Wait, forces of nature don't have pain killers.
🥳: February snow from the East does.
😱: This is all just scary nonsense!
🤔: Hmm. Scary nonsense, well that sounds like my middle school principal.
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🥰: Wait, she's ninety four? But from fourteen to fifteen years she was forty three?
😱: I don't know anymore!
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😡: What are you doing?
🥳: We're learning about snow!
😡: No, you're not really learning about snow, but you are learning about utter nonsense. Maybe we should just go back to the office.
🤔: Where is the good weather? I can't breathe right when it's snowing and then my car freezes.
👹: Who are you kidding? The Mayor of the village will slit your throat.
🤔: The mayor?
🥳: is he really here?
Suddenly the infamous village mayor drives his big old car up the driveway...
😡: Sh*t! The Mayor is here! Everyone act natural- and shut off the T.V.
🥳: That's really him!
😱: My God! What does he want from us?
🤔: Shhh!!!
🧐: *walks in without knocking*
👹: You're sopposed to knock!
🧐: Well who might I ask is the idiot that doesn't use keys? His name is Big Boss! Your face is a face I've been avoiding for seven years, if I have to look at it again...
👹: We get it!
💮: *drinking coffee while watching*
🧐: So, little Boss.
😡: Yeah?
🧐: According to an anonymous account on Instagram, you are alive, and have been for the last couple months.
😡: Yeah.
🧐: That's illegal.
😡: Is it?
🧐: Ohhhhh yes.
😡: No it isn't.
🧐: Ohhhhhh but it is.
😡: Illegal?
🧐: How can you fake your death and not tell me???
😡: I didn't tell you because I thought you'd send me constant strongly worded
text messages or try to slit my throat!
🧐: Yeah, that'll give you a reason to be dead.
😡: What? What gives me a reason to be dead?
🧐: Slitting your throat!
😡: Oh. Can you just not talk about that?
🧐: Or I can feed you to the Polar bears.
😡: ................ *grimace*
👹: Mr Mayor.
🧐: What?
👹: I'm tired of this. I knew from since the beginning of the year, that the little Boss did an illegal crime and needs to get arrested.
😡: What? You knew about this?
👹: Of course I did!....... didn't you?
😡: Of course not! If I knew it was illegal, I would not have faked my death!
🧐: A Boss can't FAKE A DEATH! Little Boss, if you would have told me about it, I would've stopped you!
😡: What?
🥳: *laughs*
😱🤔🤕: *terrorfied*
🥰: *shopping online*
😡: Hey, don't give me any of this Bosses can't fake deaths garbage! I feel funny about this!
👹: But according to The Book of bossing chapter eleven it is morally illegal.
😡: Bullsh*t!
👹: You're Bullsh*t!
😡: How can you even read the Book Of Bossing? It's a very evil law book.
🧐: *pulls a purple Book out of bag* I have it right here!
😡: Oh damn it! *hides behind couch*
🧐: *turned pages rapidly* Ah yes. Chapter eleven. Thus Chapter is written about lies and plots. It says right here in the margin that a proper boss is never to be dead unless tested for proper evidence. If a Boss Big or little is supposedly dead, they must have the body revealed to the public. Any Boss who fakes a death is obviously stupid and any Boss who let's their workers work by themselves is immature.
🤔: I'm pretty sure he just misused the word thus.
💮: What does it say about the age limit?
🧐: Chapter 16 says As a Boss, you must be settled in the twenty five year age line. Meaning that the most years in a row that you can be a Boss. The youngest age is thirty five years old, and the oldest is sixty. Any little Boss whom is over the age limit is considered to be disgraceful and needs to be arrested if caught. If you are under assumptions that a little Boss is over the age limit, you are to find the birth certificate and if the Boss is accused of lying, they are to be fired emidiately.
Isn't that right Big Boss?
👹: I never read that Book properly.
🧐: What about you Big Boss's wife?
💮: No way.
🥰: What are we talking about?
🧐: Little Boss, how old are you?
😡: ....... um.... well....
🤔: Seventy five.
🧐: Big Boss, you've also been skipping work in the recent months, so with that being said, you took way to much unpaid time off, so you owe the work girls a lot of money.
🤔: Mr Mayor, how much money?
🧐: How about you tell me! How much money do you think you deserve after this Grandfather of yours made you five do all the work?
😡: Mr Mayor, that's not fair!
🤕: Mr Mayor, it's been three months, can we have enough for a private island, or something magical, because I don't think I can take another week in this village.
🧐: Perhaps it must happen.
Song #36 Why Can't Somebody Tell Me (very slow)
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🧐: Little Boss, you lived a lie.
And you hid your face.
You have seen darkness through your eyes
In a dark and dusty place.
Oh why can't somebody tell me?
Oh why can't somebody let me know?
Why can't somebody inform me?
Why must I go with the flow?
Oh why can't somebody tell me?
Oh why can't somebody let me know?
Oh why can't somebody tell me?
Oh why can't somebody let me know?
*odd dance pause*
😡: My plan may have been going nicely
My plan may have been quite good
I was so angry precisely
But I think anybody would
I've been drinking sour whiskey
To forget about my fury
Through I soppose it's rather risky
It's been long since I was in a hurry
🧐: Does this make any sense?
I don't believe it does.
😡: Do I think I should drink your judgment just because....
🧐: Oh why can't somebody tell me
Oh why can't somebody let me know.
Why can't somebody inform me?
Why must I go with the flow?
Oh why can't somebody tell me?
Oh why can't somebody let me know?
Oh why can't somebody tell me?????
Oh why can't somebody let. Me. Know.
*giant music pause*
😡: Am I caught up in my daydreams, am I caught up in my nightmares
Am I caught in the beauty in my head?
Am I thinking crazy or am I just too lazy caught up in the beauty in my head
So please please please please please tell me
Why do I why do I why do I why do I do it to me
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👹: Seriously you do not need five Reprises!
Authors note: Well, Little Boss definitely is in hot water now. Stay tuned!