The uncanny smiles
It is now officially a full-blown myth that “I love Elaine” or “Elaine loves me.”
Everything was so perfectly choreographed by Sickening Sikin, Sick Sri and Freaking Faizah that it had set all tongues wagging in the Revenue Department. Very soon, the entire park will have their tongues wagged for as long as Elaine or I work there.
It is so hot that whenever someone sees Elaine and me within three meters in distance; it will practically spark an instant rebirth of the rumor. I’ve been receiving uncanny smiles from my colleagues, sometimes their heads nods and sway in a strange position, sometimes they pretend to cough, sometimes their eyes roll oddly and wink randomly.
Most of the time, I would dismiss any slight possibilities they ruled out with a word; “Nonsense.”
I am pretty positive that this myth was further fueled because Elaine blushes.
I think if the rumor were to linger for another few weeks, I would possibly see those stuff toys suspended in mid air giving me uncanny smiles and winks. As if they were telling me that “the love of my life is somewhere near.” As if the huge 42 inch brown bear would solemnize our wedding. As if the 20 inch penguin would marry us in front of Burger King.
And even if the rumor had died down, it would magically be reborn whenever I am seen with Elaine. In other words, once it is started, no heroic firefighters on this surface of the planet would have the ability to put this wildfire under complete control.
Pretty soon you will see me replying “Yea. Yea, I know “I love Elaine”,” to those uncanny smiles.
Period.
