Mineta X Trash Can Novels & Stories

How did you know that there was a trashcan here? "In the past, Mckenzie used to be a picky person. However, after being imprisoned for so many years, she could care less about those petty things as the most important to her was to stay safe. Therefore, she didn't show any hesitation when Mango pulled her into the trashcan. " "Then, Mango replied softly, ""When I just got off the car, I looked around and found that it was hard to stay hidden in an open space like this. The only place I could think of was this trash can. Luckily, there's not much garbage inside."""

Maya responded. She dropped what looked like tissue into the trash can, expect it made a clinging sound as if there was something in it. Kenzie continued to dry her hands while watching Maya leave. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach as she glanced at the trash can. A feeling that so far, had never steered her wrong and that she had honed the last three years in the military. Walking over to the trash can, she peered inside. What Maya disposed of was the only thing in there. Using her paper towel, she reached in and picked it up.

A woman ready to go to war and win. Jack placed a small evidence box in front of her. “Serena’s trash,” he said simply. Amara blinked. “You went through—” “Curbside garbage,” Melissa clarified from across the table. “Perfectly legal.” Jack smirked. “People throw away more than they should.” He opened the box. Inside were items so ordinary they almost felt surreal: A tiny hairbrush with strands of dark curls caught in its bristles A tissue A plastic straw wrapper A child’s art project with Elara’s name scribbled in bright pink marker

She continued to stare at Meazus with a sad, but also confused expression. Finally, Meazus placed their food waste in front of the door, even though he had originally wanted to take it directly to the common trash bin in the mansion because there was soup in it. Meazus was afraid that the soup would make the room smell if it was thrown away in the trash bin in the room.

"Explain this! You said this place was safe! You said it was invisible!" Harkan walked toward us, his footsteps silent. He didn't look surprised. He looked weary, as if he had been watching this play out for a thousand years. "I said it was a place where the threads didn't reach, Alpha. I didn't say it was outside the Loom. We are in the **Trash-Heap**. This is where the Aethel-Group puts the data they no longer want to process, but aren't ready to delete. We are the 'Cached' files of a dead world."

“I’ll go home and work from there.” “Good,” Renee said. She covered her mouth with her hand and took a step back. “Take your trash with you. It’s gross.” Kat opened her eyes and stared at the trash can. She knew she should do something about it, but the little energy she had was quickly disappearing. It was as if someone were siphoning it all off. “Seriously?” Renee scoffed as Kat just stared at the trash. “It’s a good thing that I’m such a good friend.”

Jake said apologetically. “Not necessarily, “ replied Megan. “My uncle owns a small house just outside the Manshyiat Naser area. No one would be looking for you there.” “You mean Garbage City?” Jake said with mock horror. “It's an absolute dump, and the smell kills even if you‘re wearing a gas mask.” “No, said Megan. “The house is not exactly in "Garbage City" just a short hop away. The smell may not be the best, but no policeman would dare to go there willingly,” she continued, convinced she was right in her suggestion.

She had around four to five black plastic bags in her hands, which surprised Logan and Liam vehemently. Liam was stunned. Magnolia appeared elegant and dignified on the surface, but surprisingly, she created so much garbage in that small car. "Logy, I'm in a hurry to leave. Help me get rid of the rubbish. I'm running out of time, so I randomly stuffed the rubbish into the bags. You have to look at them carefully when you're throwing them. I heard that Little Xeottect has started waste classification. You're in such a state now. Don't let others give you a fine just because of throwing rubbish." While speaking, Magnolia stuffed the bags of rubbish into Logan's hands.

They parted instantly as Min approached, bowing low, their heads dipping into the rain. "Boss," the squad leader stammered. "We... we haven't touched anything inside. We just opened the doors." Min didn't acknowledge them. He walked straight to the gaping maw of Container 404. The smell was so bad it overshadowed metallic tang of the docks. It was the stench of blood, mixed with the musty, expensive smell of old paper and canvas. Min stepped onto the metal ramp and looked inside. To be fair he had expected drugs, maybe weapons, or the worse of the worse that the Hans never dabbled in, trafficked humans. But it was non of that, rather what he least expected.

Opening the front door, Raisa was surprised to see a lot of trash scattered in front of her house. "Oh my God!" she shrieked in disbelief at what she saw. She rushed out of her house and looked at the trash. "Why is there so much trash here," said Raisa with a confused and sad face. Raisa patiently picked up the trash. One by one she put them back into the big plastic. "Be patient, Sa. Don't get emotional," Raisa thought. The garbage almost all went into the big plastic that Raisa was carrying. Suddenly she saw a toy in the form of a small blue car.