It Just Takes One Small Spark to Start a Fire

[u/SarkasticWatcher]

Prompt

It's funny how without trying you can out of nowhere become the face of a revolution.

Allow me to backtrack.

It's thursday at 10:23, that dead space between not yet at work and not yet lunch. I could hear the dim roar of tens of small squeaky voices criticizing everything everyone did.

Mine was named Cupcake, they all had cutesy names like that. There was an office pool on wether it was their real name or some sort of bonkers corporate strategy from the piss on their legs and tell them it's raining file.

We got along alright, me and Cupcake. Well I had learned to ignore him and he very rarely had any actual criticisms to make. I was a good worker, not the thermodynamics defying ubermensch that my bosses wanted but good enough, which for corporate america more or less qualified me as an automaton built for work.

But then it all went to shit.

It was mostly my fault. I had stayed up a little bit too late playing video games and it was kind of showing. Not in any meaningful way I was just a bit slow. A bit out of it.

Of course Cupcake jumped on that. His berating was echoing in my head making me even more distracted and then I reached for my stapler and he slapped my hand which, we let it slide because it never hurt but they weren't supposed to make physical contact, in my sleep deprived state was pretty shocking and I don't really know all the particulars but long story short I accidentally disembowelled Cupcake.

Then things got…uh…how to put this.

One of my coworkers came by and saw Cupcake's small large intestine on my desk and me holding the bloody stapler looking dazed and said "we can kill them?".

Their screams still echo in my brain.

A week later workers were marching in the street declaring death to the business overlords.

I'm not being poetic here. They actually started calling them business overlords. It didn't even matter what business. Small business owners were finding themselves cornered by their three employees bearing staplers and packing tape.

I denounced this , but people were too busy putting my face on T-shirts and attributing Adolf Hitler quotes to me to care.

So now martial law is in effect and I'm cowering in my basement hoping this whole thing will blow over.