The Curse

“Fuck me, let’s go Mustang. I’m so done with being at work today.” I swung the door open and slid into the driver seat.

Mustang started her engine “Rough day in the office?”

“You wouldn’t believe the crap I have to deal with.” I buckled up and glanced at the instrument panel “Huh, you’re low on fuel again. Guess we’ll make a stop at Speedway.”

“Sounds good to me Radek.” Mustang started off towards the exit.

I slipped my phone out of my pocket “Hey Mustang, gonna make a call real quick.

“Kay, we’ll be at Speedway soon.” Mustang said as she began checking both ways before pulling into traffic.

I dialed the number in and waited for the other end to pick up “Come on, I know you guys are there. Just pick up the phone!”

The phone made a clicking “Radek’s house, this is Stove speaking.”

“Oh thank god. Stove it's Radek, check the fridge for beer.” I sighed in relief.

There was some shuffling and the sound of a door opening. “Uhhh, nope, no beer. You’re also out of fruits and vega-”

“Right, right, no beer thanks Stove.” I quickly closed the lid on my phone before Stove could lecture me about healthy eating again. “Alrighty, gonna get some beer and a candy bar or two, then be really lazy for the rest of the day.”

“Riiight, candy bars. Maybe we can go jogging later?” Mustang’s radio system spoke as she slowed to make the familiar left turn.

“Nope. Beer, candy, and lazy. That’s all that gonna happen.” I reached to pull my wallet out from my back pocket.

“Okay then.” She sighed dejectedly as she completed the left turn and stepped up to the gas pump.

I stepped out of Mustang and closed the door as Gas Pump stepped up to us “Alright Gas, you know the drill, fill’er up and I’ll be back soon.”

The gas pump gave me a crisp salute “Yes Sir, she’ll be filled and ready to go by the time you get back.

I side stepped the pump and slid my gas card in and out of the machine and then left Gas and Mustang to it. “Aww Yiss, mothafuckin’ beer time.”

I walked into the buildings front entrance and quickly made my way to the refrigerated beer racks “Ok, let’s see where they hid the Guinness this time.”

I glanced to the far side to see a familiar black beer carrier with six plastic coated bottles inside. “There you sneaky bastards are.”

As if on cue, the beer bottles climbed from the carrier and onto the floor “Oi, thanks for getttin outta the carrier. We goin home with you then is it?” One of the bottle taking the lead for it’s 5 other quintuplets.

“Yep, just gotta grab a couple candy bars, I’ll pay up and we’ll get going.” I said giving the bottles a quick toothy grin as I made my way to the candy section.

“Alright, now all I need is a sugar fix and I'm good.” I perused the large selection before me. “I think I’ll get M&M’s, a KitKat, and a bag of Gummyworms.”

The bottles stood next to me as I picked up my selection “Ya think you should be eatin’ all that? Stuffs gonna screw with your blood pressure. Gonna be as red as a tomato in the face.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m getting fat. I should eat more fruits.” I huffed “I hear the same thing from Stove every time I sit down to eat.”

“Whatever Radek. You do you. Let’s just get rung up and go.” The lead bottle said as they all move over to the counter.

I followed close behind as we stepped up to the counter. Ok, I’ve got the candy and the beer.”

The cashier gather up the candy and quickly scanned it along with one of the labels on the beer bottles. “Your total will be 14.50 Sir.”

I grabbed my wallet and pulled another card from a one of the sleeves “I’ll pay with the card then.”

The cashier took the card and slid it through the reader “Thank you sir, have a nice day.” The cashier as she handed my card back to me with a smile.

“Thanks, you too.” I stepped towards the door “Alright ladies, let’s get to the car and go home.”

A stampede of glass hooves passed by me as the bottle ran for Mustang. Each shoving and pushing to be the first one into the car.

I walked to Mustang, taking notice of all the gasoline that was puddled around her rear and splashed on her tail. “Jesus Mustang, did you atleast get some of it in the tank!?!”

“Shut- shut up Radek. He was too fast and slipped out.” She huffed as I looked to the pump laying on the ground wheezing. His nozzle laid against the ground as he tried to recover his breath

“I said fill her up, not spray her down. I didn’t pay you to bukake my car damnit!” I slid the pump closer to the fueling stand and opened the door to Mustang.

“Buckle up, I don't want to clean glass and beer out of my car tonight.” I sat down looking around seeing that the bottle had already gotten themselves situated and ready to go.

“I am gonna drink the hell outa you girls and then eat this delicious candy.” I turned the ignition key and Mustang started. She waddled slightly bow legged to the exit.

“Time to go home and be done with this day” I said as Mustang pulled into traffic, to take us home.