I had this as an idea for part of a story, but since I never get any of those done... ;)

Disclaimer: Walter and Madeline belong to LFN Productions, Warner Bros., and USA Network. No infringement is intended. Rated PG-13 for implications of drug use (as if you didn't gather that from the title).

Shrooms
by Keri

Madeline closed her eyes as a wave of nausea swept over her. She leaned on the munitions counter to steady herself and made a solemn vow never to eat pizza again.

Walter rushed over to her as her knees started to buckle. "Hey, you okay?"

"No," she replied, sweat rolling down her face.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

"I think I have food poisoning."

"Really? From what?"

"A pizza."

"What kind?"

"It had onions and mushrooms and--"

He chuckled. "Mushrooms?"

"Yes." She glared at his laughter. "What's so funny?"

"You don't have food poisoning."

"I don't?"

"No. You're having a bad trip!"

Email me
Back to Drabbles