“Well, this is strange.” I said with a sigh, making an unconscious move to cover up.
The girl with the flaming red hair nodded slowly, averting her gaze from me, but not before I caught a slight blush creeping into her cheeks… A perfect match for her hair.
We were in the same situation yet again. However, this time, it was the unisex bathroom in a public park.
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The park's toilet used to be one of a set. However, due to some overseen accident involving a tree, a cat, and an old woman, the female toilets were destroyed. In a vain effort to make it appear unisex, they tore the door of the stall and made the door to the entire bathroom lockable. Why do I know this?
Honestly… I have no idea. Rumors about the toilet just got around, okay?
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The possibility of something like this happening was rather uncanny. I even remembered to lock the door too!
“That makes three, eh?” I asked, plastering a crazy grin on my face.
“Yeah...” I don’t think she saw it, too bad.
“You keep on coming in for more, don’t you?” I don’t know why I said that, but I think it made me happy because my grin grew wider.
“Yeah… What?!” Turning back to me, her sharp gaze regained focus, “I mean, no! It wasn’t my fault this time! You forgot to lock the door!” She thrust her hands toward the door in exasperation. I had indeed watched it swing shut when she rushed in here.
“It’s not locked!” She growled.
Maintaining a calm composure, I continued to finish my business as discreetly as possible, then carefully pulled up my pants and washed my hands. I even took the time to dry them. I was definitely not in a hurry to prove myself wrong, nor did the door seem like it was going to open by itself any time soon.
I finally turned to the door, hesitantly placing my hand on the handle. “This is the moment of truth… Is it or is it not locked?!”
I tried to open it, and paused for a moment before letting out a groan, “It is…”
“No, it’s not…” She said tiredly, covering my hand with her own.
I hurriedly stepped off to the side, my face burning red. With a wide open flourish of my arms to hide my embarrassment, I verbally prodded at her, “Try to open it. Try it.”
She twisted the doorknob with as much success as I did.
“…That’s weird…” She muttered quietly, her brows knitting together.
I couldn’t help but agree. If the door was locked, how did she get in? If the door was still locked, she had no way to enter to begin with.
“Did you lock the door after coming in to spy on me pooping?” I asked her in a strangely playful tone.
“No! The door was unlocked before!” She immediately scoffed in response.
I nodded knowingly, caressing my chin like I had a beard. “I get that. But why is it locked now?”
“I-I must have… locked it when I came in…” She mumbled, her voice shaking slightly as she fiddled with the door’s lock, “There’s no other way it could have happened...”
She managed to unlock the door, but it still remained frozen in place when she tried to open it.
“Crap!” She cursed suddenly, shaking the doorknob in a panic.
“...” Sighing, I mustered up the energy to tell her the truth of the situation. “So, the door is broken. I guess it only opens from one side.”
“No shit, Sherlock!” She turned to yell at me in exasperation, just before her gaze fell to the floor. Turning away from me, she wrapped her arms around herself as though she was cold, and asked in a very quiet and soft voice, “What do I do?”
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“Do?” I responded flatly.
Her bottom lip began to quiver. She stared at me like she might throttle me, but instead she just yelled “I didn’t come into the bathroom to spy on you pooping!” as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
...And how was I supposed to know that? After the first two times, you start to doubt a person.
“Oh…” I paused, at a loss for words, then went on to point at the stall, “You can use it if you want.”
“ o.o ” She stared wide eyed at me.
“ -_- ” I deadpanned at her obviously overblown reaction.
“...Pervert.”
...Huh? What was that? Did I mishear her or somethin’?
“How many times do I have to say it? You are the one who decided to walk in on me pooping three times. Did I mention that it was three times? If one of us is the pervert, it’s you!” I stated indignantly, thrusting my hand forward to point a finger at her.
“Geh…” She muttered as she looked away from me, unable to refute the accusation.
“Now, you can go poop, or you can wait here til you poop your pants.” Hmm, that was surprisingly satisfying to say.
“WHO SAID IT WAS POOPING?!”
“Alright. Now, you can go pee,” I corrected, with a snide grimace plastered onto my face, “...or you can wait here until you pee your pants.”
I sensed there was something morally wrong with my speech, but after the third time of being caught, when pooping that is, by the same girl, I was too shocked to say anything else.
Damn you, poop! If she wasn’t cute, I would be fine!
She stood there with her fists clenched. Her small frame had started to shake and her face was flushed red, but I doubted it was from anger.
“I… don’t know what to do…” Tears started to well up in her eyes, “I don’t want to poop in front of you…”
“...”
“I can’t do it…” By this point, her whole body was shaking terribly, and her tears were streaming down her face.
“Shit,” I cursed under my breath. I couldn’t let a girl deal with this. I may be an embarrassed pooper, but I am a man... And no man can let a girl cry when she is in need of pooping!
Taking a deep breath, I stepped toward her with a brave face and said, “If anyone asks, it wasn’t me.”
Then I turned to face the door and charged, roaring a loud war cry inside my mind.
The good news is that I managed to get the door open. The bad news… is that the door could no longer stand upright.
Behind me, the girl was still crying. So, I stood by the door and said in my most placating voice, “I’ll hold this door here, so you can poop in peace. Don’t worry, no one will see you poop.”
“Thank you…” She whispered, finally calm enough to stop crying.
Sadly, there was nothing I could do about the pooping sound. Well, as long as she didn’t know, we both wouldn’t have to deal with it...
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