GYSO Drawing Part 4 - Interficio

Published: 2019-04-28

Introduction

Tim:
Welcome to the GYSO Drawing update part 4! Thor died. I’m currently working with a necromancer to bring him back in time for the next post.

Let’s get started!

What went right?

Tim:
So I was going to a supermarket to buy some stuff. Important stuff. Stuff that isn’t needed for the story.

It definitely wasn’t 5 lbs of cheese and a bottle of Fireball.

Anyways, I get to the line and there is an old lady in front of me. I didn’t say “elderly” because this woman had transcended “elderly” into the pantheon of “old”. I wouldn’t have been surprised if she said she was over 100 years of age.

The poor woman was shaking like a leaf, using the shopping cart she had for support. She must have used spider senses to feel my approach, because she turned around as soon as I got in line.

“Hi there sonny,” Came the whisper. At least, that’s what I thought she said. She was very quiet and I had to strain my ears to make out her words.

“Hey,” I said. Im am truly a master of conversation.

“You know what,” she took a deep breath, “You look just like my grandson…” She trailed off.

“Uhh… Thanks?”

“This might sound strange, but can you say, ‘bye Grandma!’ when I walk away?” She gave a small smile, and my estimate of her sanity fell drastically, “We don’t talk much anymore and it would make my day.”

“Uhh… “ I wasn’t about to just tell this old lady to bug off. I might as well humor her. Who knows what would happen if I declined? “Okay?”

She smiled and started loading up the conveyor belt with her cart full of salad dressing.

I, confused and embarrassed, decided to bring out my phone and hide from the world. Nobody seemed to notice the little conversation I had with Grandma, at least.

Finally I noticed she was walking away from the cashier. I walked up, placed my own items on the conveyor belt, took a deep breath, and said as casually as I could, “Bye Grandma!” After her. She glanced at me then walked out the door.

The cashier looked at me expectantly and said, “Your Grandma said that you would be paying for her stuff.”

Oh.

Oh hell no.

“Hold on,” I said, and bolted out the door to the parking lot. There, in the distance, I saw Grandma power walking to her convertible parked in the handicap spot. She looked over her shoulder and saw me. She walked faster.

I ran as fast I could to her. By the time I was in range she was already moving into her car (at least, I assume it was her car). She tried to slam the door in my face, but I wouldn’t let her. I start pulling on her leg like i’m pulling yours.

What went wrong?

Tim:
This link will answer all your questions about today’s post.

What happens next?

Tim:
Like I said, I will be working on reviving Thor. The process is hard, and might take a few sacrifices. If you are interested in donating your soul to the cause please make sure to send an email to timtimestim@posteo.net. Thanks!