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The Witch Patch Ch 9

             
Freebies and consequences          
         
I wake to the sound of my SpongeBob SquarePants alarm clock buzzing off the hook. I open one eye and look at the clock. It’s 4:30 am. My SpongeBob clock was a birthday gift from chastity last year. It’s a smart clock and has three types of annoying ring tones. Each one is preset to go off consecutively every single morning to make sure I get out of bed and get moving. I sit up and grab my universal remote from the nightstand and click the snooze button. It’s a one time only option until I actually get out of bed. I click the remote again and the bedroom drapes open exposing the sky in full view. It’s still dark outside.                  
                 
“Ugh” I drank way too much last night I feel like shit. I stretch out across my bed an yawn then look at the clock again, 4:50am The next thing I know I’m waking up to the sound of tugboats “Honking an chugging! Honking and chugging!”    
     
The noise immediately wakes me up! What’s truly fucked up about this smart clock is, it can only be reset by facial recognition and voice command. So, I get out of bed, walk over to the clock and stare at it with utter contempt— I clear my throat and yell “stand down SpongeBob” to shut it the fuck up! I really need to break that damn clock!                  
                 
Once up I slip on my robe and crawl into my slippers and of course they went on the wrong feet. I drag my tired ass into the bathroom just a few feet away and look in the mirror then run my middle finger across my teeth back n forth then pause to look for any buildup or cavities. Nope, nada, my teeth look great. I give myself two thumbs up, a smile an a wink.      
     
I turn on the faucet and take a drink of water. I don’t bother using a cup I use cup my left hand instead, then squirt some toothpaste onto my toothbrush and begin brushing my teeth.      
     
“Wtf?!” “Gross!”  “Apparently” I grabbed the antibiotic ointment tube instead of the new bacon flavored toothpaste I got from the mall last week when they were giving out free limited samples.      
     
I give myself a dirty look in the mirror and growl at myself for being so cheap. Now, with a mouth full of antibiotic ointment I fetch my wand off my vanity table and wave it one time to invoke a quick spell to clean out my mouth and then brush my teeth. Once done I make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I need coffee bad!                
                 
To be continued …
Written by Zazzles (Broomie)
Published | Edited 23rd Aug 2023
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