Description
In the bustling city of Glitchville, where every corner was filled with the extraordinary and the bizarre, FlatAffect floated unnoticed (but is called Flatty by everyone).
Shaped like a rounded square with unblinking eyes and antennae that barely twitched, this zip bug embodied the essence of unimpressed. Despite the constant cacophony of sounds, sights, and smells, Flatty remained as expressive as a brick wall.
One sunny afternoon, as the city celebrated the Annual Parade of Wonders—a spectacle where the impossible became the mundane—Flatty hovered above the crowd.
Dragons breathed confetti, robots danced the tango, and a magician pulled a parallel universe out of his hat. And there, amidst the marvels, Flatty yawned so widely that for a moment, it seemed something might actually interest him. But no, it was just a yawn.
Curious about this anomaly, a pair of zip bugs, Zeeble-Zap and Zeeble-Zoom, approached Flatty. "Isn't this exciting?" Zeeble-Zap chirped, gesturing wildly at a unicorn juggling flaming pineapples.
"Meh," Flatty responded, its voice as flat as its namesake. Zeeble-Zoom, always up for a challenge, zipped away and returned with what many considered the eighth wonder of Glitchville—a singing comet that performed opera.
Flatty glanced at the celestial body belting out high notes. "Seen it," it muttered, drifting slightly to the left, as if that minor repositioning could alleviate its eternal boredom.
Determined to crack Flatty's indifferent exterior, Zeeble-Zap and Zeeble-Zoom concocted a plan. They whisked Flatty away to the highest point in Glitchville, where reality itself thinned and the fabric of the universe became palpable. There, they orchestrated a symphony of stars, a dance of dimensions where multiple realities collided in a spectacle that defied understanding.
As cosmic melodies filled the void and galaxies swirled in harmony, Zeeble-Zap and Zeeble-Zoom watched Flatty with bated breath. For a moment, the edges of its mouth twitched, and eyes widened ever so slightly.
"Nice," it finally conceded, the slightest hint of awe coloring its tone.
The pair of zip bugs cheered, celebrating their monumental achievement. They had done the impossible—they impressed Flatty! As the trio descended back to Glitchville, Flatty remained silent, its usual blank expression restored. But in the depths of its eyes, if one looked closely enough, there flickered a spark of something new. Curiosity, perhaps?
From that day forward, Flatty remained the enigma of Glitchville, its flat affect as permanent as ever. But occasionally, when the city slept and the stars sang their quiet songs, Flatty would look up and listen, a faint smile playing on its lips.