It was July the 5th a day after our time spent watching the fireworks for the fourth of July and me and Mari were at a five-star restaurant that was recently created called The Diamond Lagoon. It was a beautiful place filled with water that prevailed on different levels. The art was waterproof and the statues were gorgeously ornamented with diamonds. I saw portraits containing outdated bills and coins from like twenty twenty four and the tables were semi-clear and the chairs looked very comfortable with a special type of cushion on them. At the front, after our reservation was validated I asked Mari if she wanted a waiter or waitress to serve us, and without hesitation, she said “Let's get a waiter”.

I said alright and a fine sir came to escort us to our table. Mari wore an orange-yellow bikini that made her skin glow under the evening sun black flip-flops with her hair down under an octopus waterproof hat with the tentacles dangling and each suction cup on the tentacles glowed bright baby blue while I wore a tuxedo t-shirt and a pair of black shorts with white flip-flops and had my mustache styled cleverly while my hair was combed back under a waterproof hat that looked like an inflated pufferfish holding a seastar on one fin that squirted water whenever I pressed down on it. I couldn't help but squirt our waiter with it as he led us to our table earlier.

They made us place our nonwaterproof belongings in a special case near us to keep the water from ruining it then gave us a cube with a holographic menu and touch features to decide what we wanted to eat. The waiter said, “I'll be back with your orders later once you have submitted them on your devices”. He even insisted that we try their new feature allowing us to see the chefs cooking our food from their location. I was neutral about it. I scrolled on the holographic screen and noticed they had Mario Party thirty-three and how one table could play with other tables if they chose to for the price of three digicons.

I kept scrolling and saw hiring positions that were open where one could apply to get a job here exclusively for interested customers and all someone had to do to apply was scan the microdevice stored within the heart at infancy which contained all personal information to this device since fingerprinting was an epic fail seven hundred years ago. No one was really worried about it being a tracking device anymore ever since world peace finally prospered and the governments agreed to a one-world government. I scrolled a little more and saw how a week from now the cyborg was coming to this restaurant. Mari looked at me and said “Are you going to order anything or are you just going to scroll on your Holocube all day?

I laughed and said, “Well you're over there staring at age-reducing makeup waiting till I order something to probably order the same thing!”
You're one hundred and fourteen Mari we no longer age the same way. Our great great great great great great great grandparents won the great war on knowledge and we took back the natural foods and herbs the governments kept to themselves not just that science has figured out how to increase our blood cells dramatically as we age older my love.”

I stroked her chin gently and said “Now you can be my blooming flower forever…

(To be continued)

© Machito