Saturday School Voo-You Fun (Popping Ending)

Yesterday, I bought some Voo-You Balloons during my college finals. After weeks on end of essay work and projects, I was ready to end the year on a literally big note. I’ve made sure I’ve done everything right, kept myself out of trouble, and turned in everything right on time.

So it makes no sense as to why I have to start my weekend with a Saturday morning DETENTION. But I could always use some extra credits, so I decided to suck it up.

I walk into the college warehouse, where I was told I needed to go, and there I meet the female principal. She’s standing next to a duo air machine, capable of inflating two things at once, and she looks pretty happy to see me for some reason.

“Honestly didn’t think you’d come,” she says to me.

“I kind of had to,” I reply. “What am I in here for, anyway?”

“Well, one of your teachers just so happened to find these hidden in one of your college projects.” She pulls out a pair of uninflated 6-foot green balloons from behind her back. “Surely you know what these are, right?”

I do! These are the pair of Voo-You Balloons I bought the other day. “I-I-I didn’t mean to bring those with me!” I stammer. “I wanted to keep them home so I
”

“At ease.” She informs me. “Balloons aren’t even classified as weapons on school grounds. It’s where or when you play with these that matters.”

“Oh. So
why did you give me detention if I haven’t broken any rules?”

My principal blushes. “Well, the truth is, this isn’t actually punishment. I wanted you here to tell you
that you have great tastes in balloon magic.”

“Huh?”

“And
I like these as well.”

She takes the two balloons, rubs one on my belly, and the other on herself. She then makes sure the tails of the balloons are strapped tight to the nozzles of the air pumping machine.

“You and I, we’ll share this magic together.”

And with that, she turns the machine on.

The balloons start expanding from the corner of our eyes, and we begin to expand along with them. Our limbs fatten up with air until we can’t even bend them anymore. Belts and buttons pop off as we inflate, exposing our bulging bellies, but our clothes still stretch over the rest of our growing masses.

“It’s working! We’re expanding!”, I hear the principal say. “And the best part of the ride is about to begin.”

As the balloons keep inflating, we begin to round up all over. I can hear the principal’s muffled moans of pleasure and excitement as our cheeks puff up and our heads sink into our spherical bodies. Our bellies press against each other and push each other back as we grow. By now, there’s hardly any room left in the warehouse. We’re just filling up the last bit of space left in the place. Our heads are just inches away from touching the roof when


*CLICK!*

My ballooning body reaches and triggers a switch, and the retractable roof opens up for us. With nothing trying to weigh us down, we begin to float directly above the warehouse, casting a pair of shadows all over it while we’re still inflating. We continue to grow bigger and bigger, soon outgrowing the track and field, then the college building, and finally the entire college campus. By now, the green Voo-You Balloons are reaching their limits, which means we’re reaching our limits. All we can do is brace for whatever is about to come next.

*BANG!*

The two green Voo-You Balloons finally give in to all the pressure and burst to pieces. We close our eyes and brace ourselves as our bodies swell, rumble and give out one final loud creaking sound before


*KA-BOOM!!!*

We end up bursting as well, blowing a huge blast of wind all over the campus. The explosion just brings us down to a completely deflated state, allowing us to flutter down back to where we started.

One thing’s for sure, this year will definitely end on a big note.