Shrooms are our friends

This time it was Cuba. One might as well reveal where to versus the why because Reiko's parents kept her on vacation as long as they wanted to. They figured it was good for her. Whenever this girl was in one place for far too long she had a tendency to flip out and do outright crazy stuff.

The plane ride was nicer than user. There wasn't any sign of turbulence. The airport in Cuba wasn't all that bad. Reiko held onto her passport, Mr. Hereberry the teddy bear and a small bag that she managed to smuggle out of America. That bag was full of brownies that were full of marijuana. Reiko had been gobbling them down the whole time when she was on the flight. When somebody flew around the world like Reiko and her family did it isn't a wonder how she learned air terminal security measures and how to get around them. She simply hid the drugged treats in her carry on bag until she got to the x-ray section. She then placed the brownies into her underwear where she was sure nobody would look. She kept her crazy ways to a minimum so as not to give anyone a reason to strip search her.

The airport was nice as well. There was even a toy shop. Reiko thought it was candy land thanks in part to the amount of marijuana she goggled down. By now, even though she was carrying Mr. Hereberry on her back through him being a makeshift backpack she was so high to the point where she imagined him being around her size and walking next to her.

"Look Hereberry! It's a toy shop! Wanna come along? It looks like fun. Wait, when did you grow a tail and who are your friends?" she asked.

Mr. Hereberry, or at least the one she imagined, looked at her and chuckled. She also imagined that there were two unicorns standing next to him. One unicorn was pink and the other was blue. Hereberry bent over and pulled out a banjo from his butt. He started playing her a song. Evidently, he couldn't answer a question without singing out the answer. That was the way that Reiko liked it. She loved pretty songs.

"OOOOO! We're going to the toy shop. We are going to the toy shop. We might buy a lollipop, we may get an x-box, FUCK THAT, we might even score us some crack rocks. We are going to the toy shop. We are going to the toy shop. We may get ourselves a ring pop, steal and get put in a cell block, FUCK THAT, might even get some crabs for your crotch," he sang. The song made absolutely no sense at all. Reiko knew that. But she treated singing like she treated reading. She'd look at the pictures and laugh at the words.

Entering the toy store was by far one of Reiko's highlights of this trip. Toys were everywhere in this airport store. Just like any other store in an airport the toys were outrageously overpriced and not worth the shelf space they sat on. She didn't really pay much attention to the electronics section or even the name of the store. She certainly didn't pay any attention to the multitude of signs expressively asking customers to not play with the toys if there were no intentions on buying them.

Her eyes lit up when she saw a teddy bear costume in the costume section. Reiko wanted to dress up Mr. Hereberry in the get up. "Lookie! It'd look soooo cute on you Mr. Hereberry. Doncha think?" she asked. Even the giant talking bear had to scratch his head. "Uh, Reiko dear, I'm already fuzzy and I'm kinda already a bear. Why in the blue hell would I want to wear something when I'm already made of that same material. Just doesn't make sense. You sure you're feeling okay?" he asked her. Reiko wasn't taking no for an answer. Her face turned red and she imagined steam coming from the top of her head. "Mr. Hereberry, if you don't get over here and put it on I won't give you huggle snuggles no mores! Never again! Nu-uh!" she threatened with her nose stuck in the air and her arms folded. Hereberry loved his huggle snuggles. He had to weigh importance. Reluctantly, he walked over and began putting on the costume.

In all actuality Reiko wasn't dressing up her teddy bear. Instead, she was only putting on the costume herself. The customers as well as the workers in the store could only stare at her and wonder what her mental malfunction was. Most were just wondering who in the hell she was talking to. Once the costume was on Reiko placed her hands on her hips.

Reiko thought Hereberry looked too damn cute in that costume. He just needed some more help with the finishing adjustments. She was going to go behind the costume and help with the zip up but she figured that wouldn't be necessary since all she wanted was for him to try on the get-up. She didn't want to interfere too much. Reiko wanted Hereberry to like the costume without having her to touch it too much. Reiko knew it had to be hot in that thing but she didn't care. She thought Hereberry was out to impress her. Reiko was a princess and Hereberry was supposed to be the prince that always impressed her. What was really happening was that Reiko was adjusting the costume on herself thinking that she was doing it to Mr. Hereberry.

Reiko took off running again. She knew who it was that wanted her attention but she didn't want Mr. Hereberry to see what she was about to do which was why she intentionally zipped up the back part and then slowly tipped toed away. She was actually tip toeing away from herself as Mr. Hereberry lay on the ground not moving an inch. He couldn't talk. He couldn't sing. He was just a bear and she was running away from him. The person in question that was flagging her down happened to be a drug dealer. Thanks to Reiko's drug usage she actually believed this man to be a large talking wizard with a magical bag of jelly stones.

"Hey chicka. You want some shit that'll make you see magical stuff? Wanna go to the mall without ever leaving your home again? Wanna get high as a kite and actually fly into the cosmos? I got the shit that can make that happen for you. Why die and go to heaven when all you gotta do is try this shit and you can go to heaven and be more enlightened than Buddha?" he asked her. This was a man dressed in black street clothing and holding a bag filled with mushrooms that had hallucination effects.

She couldn't say no to going to candy land and she certainly wouldn't mind one-upping Buddha. "Do I have to go on a magical quest to obtain the treasure mister?" she asked. The guy lifted an eyebrow. He had suspicions that she was already high as shit or just crazy. In either case he decided to just play along. "Uh, no, actually...er...fuck. Oh yeah! No, you need magical sheets of paper called money. I accept magical American money too as it is valuable here in the land of Toytropia or whatever," he said. The drug dealer slapped himself in the forehead for even saying such nonsense. "Really? I think I obtained such magical properties from Mothermon, digital monster of Toytropia!" Reiko exclaimed. She pulled out a few twenty dollar bills.

He snatched up the money from Reiko and walked away before she could talk and make his head hurt again. Reiko returned to Mr. Hereberry. after only twenty sections of being gone. She was eating something. Mr. Hereberry, or at least the drug induced human sized and talking version of him, folded his arms and frowned. "Reiko, where have you been? I've been worried sick about you," he said, scolding her. "Uhhh, I went to the restroom? I think? Hey! You should try some of these. They're great," Reiko said. She opened her hands and held up weird looking mushrooms. These mushrooms were one of a kind. Nobody else really made these around here. Then again, nobody had the nerve or insanity to lace "shrooms" with Coricidan tablets and dash the mushroom with a sticky version of Saliva. The mushrooms looked like candy. Reiko didn't want David to know that she brought these special fungi called, "Pskadelic Zumbies" were purchased from a drug dealer who sold this stuff to teenagers and young adults alike.

The girl snickered. "It's candy I brought from the store and I demand that you eat it. You know what I'll do if you don't. So, eat it. Come on, it's good," she said. Those things tasted horrible but by the time the eating party realizes how horrible they were it was too late. Even Reiko's smile got wider. That wouldn't have been out of the ordinary. She had multiple personalities. She was trying to control her high until Hereberry had some of his own. Of course, the bear who wasn't actually talking to her couldn't eat those things.

"Reeeeeiko! Reeeeeiko! You have forgotten me!" a voice in her head beckoned.

She started looking around and trying to find out who made the voice. She looked up to see a giant talking lion. "You have forgotten me!" shouted the feline. Reiko shook her head, "No! How could I? Father! Wait, what? Mufasa? Didn't you die already?" she asked. "It was a fucking movie you asstwit! And of course I died I'm one of the only characters in the movie that was black. I don't even get that shit. I'm one of the main characters. If I were a white main character I would have lived. How the fuck do they get white actors to play African animals?!"

The lion changed back into the dragon who was holding a video camera. It pointed to Reiko's right as if it wanted her to do something. Her eyes darted towards a mirror. She could see herself. Reiko believed that she was watching a movie in the mirror about herself and that she was playing the role of...herself. Her right eye quirked up high. She thought the production was terrible. The choice of actor was atrocious. And the worst part about all of this was that the actor was humping a My Size Barbie doll. "You look fucking cool. I believe I'll call you dirty sanchez!" she shouted at herself in the mirror.

Kids were watching. They were hearing everything Reiko was talking about. She said things that, clearly, no child should have ever heard or at least not in a decent society.

"Mama, what's a dirty sanchez?" asked a child to his mother. The mom slapped the child on the top of the head for asking that question and pulled him out of that store.

Of course, no Reiko freak out session would be complete without a song. Reiko grabbed Mr. Hereberry and cleared her throat. She got on top of the store counter where the registers were with the employees watching and calling for terminal security. This song would have to be her crowning achievement. She reached into Mr. Hereberry's back. Even now she thought he was still up and talking to her. "Ow! Reiko, that hurts! You're digging into my spine!" he whined. "Stay still Mr. Hereberry. You know I can't sing without my microphone," she said, digging into the bear.

Her "microphone" turned out to be a ten inch pink dildo. Everybody in the store gasped in unison. She began singing. "We're no strangers to love! You know the rules and so do I! !A full commitment's what I'm thinking of! You wouldn't get this from any other guy! I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling! Gotta make you understand! Never gonna give you up! Never gonna let you down! Never gonna run around and desert you! Never gonna make you cry! Never gonna say goodbye! Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you!" she sang. The store manager was present now. The man walked up to Reiko and tapped her on the feet while she danced on his counter and singed her song. "Ma'am, stop that stupid ass singing and leave my store!" he demanded.

She didn't stop. Instead, she slapped the man with the dildo that she had just used on the flight not too long ago. In her mind Mufasa and the dragon was singing with her while Mr. Hereberry did the celebratory booty dance. "We've known each other for so long! Your heart's been aching but! You're too shy to say it! Inside we both know what's been going on! We know the game and we're gonna play it! And if you ask me how I'm feeling! Don't tell me you're too blind to see! Never gonna give you up! Never gonna let you down! Never gonna run around and desert you! Never gonna make you cry! Never gonna say goodbye! Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you!" Terminal security finally arrived. The uniformed security detail couldn't help but laugh while some of the others scratched their heads.