The Eggcident and the Fishy Fate

Ira: "Ugh. What even is this? Did I steal someone's groceries last night?"

Shrugging, she cracked the egg into a pan, added some spices, and made an omelet.

Ira: "Might as well put it to good use. Protein is protein."

She took a bite.

For some reason, it tasted… odd.

Like… destiny, disappointment, and a lawsuit waiting to happen.

She paused, staring at the half-eaten omelet.

Ira: "…Nah. I’m overthinking it."

She finished eating, got dressed, and—without thinking—slipped on the necklace again.

Ira: "Huh. It actually looks good on my wrist. Why didn’t I notice this before?"

(The necklace has a hidden watch inside)

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At Work…

Ira was stressed.

She was working on a big advertisement project when suddenly—

A random old man walked into her office.

Old Man: "Miss, I have an offer for you."

Ira (tiredly): "Sir, if this is another insurance scheme, I will call security."

Old Man (smiling): "No, no. I want you to marry my son."

Ira: ???

Old Man: "He’s a good man. Very responsible. Had two wives before you He is just 47."

Ira (flatly): "And where are they now?"

Old Man: "…Dead."

Ira: 😐😐😐

Old Man: "No one knows why. But third time’s the charm!"

Ira (without hesitation): "Uncle, your son is 47. It’s time for him to retire, not get married."

Old Man: "So that’s a no?"

Ira: "It’s a hell no."

Old Man (sighing): "Kids these days. No respect for tradition."

He left.

Ira slammed her head on her desk.

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Later That Evening…

Because she was distracted all day, Ira made a mistake in her project.

Her team leader ripped her apart.

Team Leader: "Ira, this is unacceptable. We have to redo the whole thing!"

Ira: "I'll fix it."

She stayed late, rewriting everything. By the time she finished, it was nighttime.

Exhausted, she put her head down on her desk.

And then—

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Ira was back in the weird dream world.

As a duck. Again.

She waddled in frustration.

Ira: "WHY AM I STILL A DUCK?!"

A familiar cat appeared, staring at her like she was the dumbest creature alive.

Cat: "…Girl. Did you really eat your soulmate?!"

Ira (blinking): "Wait. What?"

Cat: "The egg I gave you? Yeah. That was your soulmate."

Ira: "…"

Ira: "OH MY GOD I COMMITTED A CELESTIAL CRIME??"

Cat (sighing): "Okay. Clearly, you can’t be trusted with something edible. Let’s try again."

The cat handed her a tiny fish.

Cat: "This fish will become your soulmate in five weeks. Don’t eat it."

Ira: "WHY WOULD I EAT IT?!"

Cat: "I don’t know, you tell me, Omelet Murderer."

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Reality – Back in Her Apartment

Ira’s friend woke her up.

Friend: "Ira, go home. Its so late already.

Still dazed from the dream, Ira packed up and left.

She went home, showered, and stepped into her kitchen—

Only to freeze.

Sitting on her counter was a fishbowl.

Inside was a tiny, golden fish.

THE SAME FISH FROM HER DREAM.

Ira: "…You have GOT to be kidding me."

She stared at it.

It stared back.

Ira (rubbing her temples): "Fine. I’ll keep it. But if you turn into a ugly short Man, I swear to God, I’m suing the universe."

She grabbed fish food and sprinkled some into the bowl.

The fish swam happily.

Ira: "…Ugh. At least you're cute."

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TO BE CONTINUED…

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