>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MA->>18308041Corn Girl drops her birthday present.
The box bursts open scattering corn kernels all over the sticky floor.
>O->NI->GI->RI.Corn Girl clenches her fist and starts walking towards Onigiri.
Everything slows down. It's as if time and space was dunked into a vat of corn syrup. Corn Girl had never felt rage like this before. With every trudge she can feel the pressure. The heat. Like a corn kernel subjected to enough heat, she was ready to pop.
She hated Onigiri but outside of seeing her at the supermarket this was the closest they had ever been.
She gazed at her. Her stupid smile. Her stupid horns. Her stupid hair. Her stupid sexy outfit. It made Corn Girl's blood boil hotter than a sweltering Corn Town Summer.
Before she knew it, she was towering over Onigiri. She raises her fist and swings at her.
