To Make My Wife Happy

It was me and Rose's tradition to go the annual puppet show at the
old theater down the street. Rose was a refined 20 year old who grew up
watching theater, playing cards, and succeeding in checkers. So it came as no
surprise that she would go there every year. Day or night. Rain or shine, and
she would go there without me if she had to.
Theater is what defined my
love, Rose. It was one year in particular I decided to scurry on down there
with her, and watch a show with her. "It's so nice of you to finally take
interest in the theater. I think you'll find it... interesting." she said
to me as we walked out the door.
But there was one thing I hadn't told Rose, one thing no one but
me knew about. I was seriously, serious to the point where I could die, terrified
of Puppets.
Of course, in my attempt to make my wife of two years happy, I
decided to overcome this fear and enjoy a nice visit to the theater. I didn't
say goodbye to any children on the way out because of a disorder my wife had.
And she's not very proud of it either. You see, it was some disorder of her,
er, nether regions.
Long story short, she could not ovulate. So it was me and her,
silent in the car are we drove through the streets of Boston before arriving at
the theater. The line to get in was long, and I had sweat running down my face
before I even got in. Rose seemed to notice it.
"Something wrong,
Satoshi? You look... scared." Rose inquired.
"I- I'm fine, Rose. Just excited to see this..." Don't
say horror show, don't say horror show.
"... Spectacle of art." I managed.
"Oh Satoshi, you call everything 'art'." she said as she
hugged my arm.
As we walked through those hall doors, I swallowed my fear.
"For Rose." I mustered. We took our seats and Rose motioned me to
look at the stage as the puppets floated out on strings and danced around the
stage.
I looked at Rose, she seemed so attentive she didn't even return
my gaze.
"Oh! Satoshi! Look at that one!" Rose screamed with
excitement. I turned my head to see a lone puppet, dancing by himself, as all
the other puppets were in pairs.
"He seems... full of nothing." I mindlessly stated.
"Well, duh Satoshi! He's a puppet!" Excellent
observation Rose.
I started intently at this lone puppet. He seemed to... compel me
in a way.
Luckily for me, I made it through that horror show without having
a complete mental breakdown. "See how fun that was? We should go again
next year! Think of all the new puppets and new dance! Oooh! Satoshi we should
go next year! Please!" she cried.
She sounded like a schoolgirl. Guess that's why I married her,
right?
"Y- Yes." I said, "We'll definitely go next year.
Just for you." "Yay! Thank you, Satoshi!" She hugged my arm
again, a blush spread across her face. After the show, I got to meet the man
behind it all. The Puppetmaster himself. And we were to address to him as such.
According to him. when it came time for me to shake his hand, he
was a bit... holdy. If you will. He gripped me hand a bit longer and said,
"You are double-jointed... yes?"
"Yes I am. How did you know?" I asked. "Just
something I know... Have a... nice night." And he turned and walked back
inside. It had been an eventful night, no doubt. As we arrived home I had to
carry Rose to bed.
Like, literally pick her up out of the car and carry her inside to
bed. As I laid there and was about to doze off, I heard the faint sound of...
knocking.
I started out of bed. I've spent to many nights wide awake on my
laptop reading horror stories of crazy animals and rituals, crazed psychopaths
and animals from hell. I'm just going to check it out and go back to bed.
As I walked carefully down the stairs, rubbing my eyes the whole
way, I felt a slam to the back of my head. As I laid on the floor, ready to
lose consciousness, I heard someone above me say, "This will go great in
my collection."
The rest is hazy. I don't remember much. I was in darkness when I
awoke. I couldn't move any part of my body. Not even my eyes would shift.
After so long, watching figures after figure get removed from the
room I was in, I saw a light. And a figure walked towards me, picked me up and
walked out.
We walked out some stairs until I saw a tall red curtain. I was in
disbelief. What I was thinking better not be true. As the curtains rose, I
could not believe what I saw. Full house.
I started to move, but I didn't shift my body. Not even in the
slightest. Until I saw what I saw. Rose. My love. Sitting in the audience. I
tried my best to focus on her, but I couldn't move anything.
Until I glanced at her, and I saw tears streaming down her face.
After the show was over, I was picked up and put back away.
Until next year.
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