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Topic: Blue (10/08/09)
TITLE: The Brownies
By Shilo Goodson
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“Do you think they’ll eat them?” Heather asked.
Before I could respond, the front door to the house opened, and Sara and Melanie walked in, carrying their backpacks. I could see the moment they realized that we had baked brownies. The tired, worn-out look on their faces changed to a smiled as they turned in unison to look at the brownies on the kitchen table.
“We got bored after class, and we were hungry. They just came out of the oven,” I told my two roommates as an explanation. “Did you two want some?’
If you’ve never seen college females eager for a chocolate rush, you probably don’t understand how quickly they had their backpacks on the floor and their bodies in the kitchen. As I sliced a brownie, I realized this was going to be easier than I had anticipated. I wondered if it would have been a little bit harder if we had waited until it was actually April Fools’ Day instead of just March 31 to make the brownies.
“These are good,” Sara said, shoving her brownie in her mouth.
I had to hold back a laugh as I started to eat my own brownie. I wondered what she as going to think a few hours from now. Was she going to get the joke right away, or was she going to panic?
A little after midnight, I was awoken by someone pounding on my bedroom door. I sat up and reached over to open the door.
“What do you want?” I asked, jerking the door open.
“Kelly, I think I’m dying,” Sara whimpered, and I could tell that she’d been crying. “Please sit with me while I wait for the ambulance to come.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked, only half awake and not thinking about the trick we had played on Sara and Melanie earlier in the day.
“I went to the bathroom, and I’m peeing blue. I hope it’s not contagious. I called 9-1-1, and they should be here soon, but I don’t want to die,” Sara said as she started to cry again.
She looked really scared, and I felt like a jerk. I had caused this problem. Was I going to be in trouble for using Methylene blue for the wrong reason? Should I tell her before the ambulance arrived, or should I let her figure it out on her own? I could only imagine the embarrassment this was going to cause her. I knew that I should mention it before she got taken to the hospital at least. An ambulance trip would be expensive.
“Well, actually Sara,” I said feeling a little embarrassed, “you’re not dying. You’ll be fine. It was just the brownies.”
Sara looked at me with a shocked look on her face, and I knew that I was going to have to explain. I proceeded to explain to her that Heather and I had put Methylene blue in the brownies. Although it does not usually harm a person, it does turn your pee blue. I explained to Sara that it was an April Fools’ Day joke. Then I heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights outside my window.
“You’re going to explain to them why they had to come,” Sara told me, and I could see the anger and hurt in her eyes.
“Okay,” I agreed, getting out of bed.
I was dreading it as I opened the front door. Instead of an ambulance, though, I was greeted by the faces of Melanie and Heather. Melanie was holding a flashing light up to my bedroom window while Heather’s computer blasted siren sounds.
“April Fools,” my three roommates shouted at once as they smiled at me.
“Traitor,” I said to Heather.
“Hey, I didn’t tell them. They approached me about it after you left the half-full Methylene blue container on the counter,” Heather defended herself.
I found myself smiling. It wasn’t how I had planned for the prank to go, but sometimes you play the jokes, and sometimes the joke’s on you. Besides, we still had a full day ahead for me to get even.
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