People often say that change requires hard work. They are right. Whether it is the toppling of dictators, revolutions in status quo, or a single person trying to change their life for the better, no step worth remembering - or any monument worth building - has ever been possible without the sweat, tears and blood of ordinary people.
Such could not be said about the change in population of fucking freeloaders inside the bus, which had seemingly quadrupled whenever Alex closed his eyes to blink a simple blink. Indeed, now every asshole in the city seemed to shelter in Alex and Amber's now-public transit, much to the chagrin of any bus captain who had the decency of respecting social distancing and fire safety laws.
Amber checked every single one of them coming aboard, looking for any contradiction in their personal details, any little infraction with which she could use to eject them back onto the streets. But alas, they came prepared. Amber could not kick anyone out who had their London bus pass on them, and they all did. Quite strange considering they were not in London. As such, any human or creature (lawyers do not count) had to be allowed onboard once they began to exist, and for up to 6 months after stopping.
Predictably, it was not long before the bus was simply too heavy to stay in the air. The already over-stressed engine, which had been powering their journey the entire time, had been shamefully reduced to a rhythmic farting out of its last litres of fuel, like a lactose intolerant drummer, pining for the glory of the past.
It was time to put the hammer down. With an iron fist, Alex marched down the bus, every footstep reverberating like the gavel of a judge declaring martial law. His eyes fixed on the first anime character he saw. With a Jackie Chan chop, the bitch was spanked until her thicc ass was thicc no more. Row by row, many an ass was beaten, no one safe from the righteous vengeance that turned Alex's eyes blood red. But he had made a terrible miscalculation.
You see, Alex never watched the entirety of Up. Only to the point at which he could justify to himself supporting anarcho-capitalism, after which he simply disappeared from the cinema. He never got to the point where Gustavo Fring declared to the world "it is Up'in time" and promptly fell down a flight of stairs, educating the audience on the importance of large bottoms in our society. After his transgression, God came down to apologise to everyone before Thanos-snapping Alex out of existence. Somebody said "Well, that just happened!" in the back, causing the entire bus to beat him to death.
"Like the graceful Naruto fan who lives only for a day
Or a leaf falling down to the earth
Our bus is grateful for us to be here"
- our homosexual mothers
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