His rise to power

This is a short story.

Minor gore warning.
He sat on the same cliff his mother sat on, one part was broken off. The birds still flew by and the sun could be seen shining brightly in the middle of the sky, the clouds floated past like cotton candy. he imagined floating with the clouds, which was his dream. He walked over to his tin cottage at the side of the cliff and went into the yard, where there was a small machine with two umbrellas and a bicycle.

"First in flight, not jamaa." he murmured and chuckled to himself as he continued to fix the machine.

After a day of sticking parts together and getting his fur clumped and covered in strong smelling oil, he took a bath and sat down in front of the television. "Jamaa's annual flight contest will be in less than a week!" the announcer spoke enthusiastically "so everyone prepare you're machines because you're town will be the first in flight!" the television clicked off.

Just that gave him the inspiration he needed, he watched as his friend Damien walked in, Damien was a snow leopard, he was white with blue spots and the default male eyes which were black, he usually wore scarfs. He sat down next to his friend and grinned "watcha doin'?" he asked in his thick Southern accent.

"I'll make our town the first in flight!" the jammer replied ecstatically.

"getting confident, aren't we?" Damien asked playfully before flipping onto his back, he played with a yellow yarn ball "hopefully not."

"Damien.." the jammer chuckled.

"alecfathermanjohnsonelizabethwonbergdorffsmacznetastywilliampiesnepnidorffskidowiouifatherski!" Damien moaned in a whine, he took a deep breath.

"People with long names deserve recognition too." alecfathermanjohnsonelizabethwonbergdorffsmacznetastywilliampiesnepnidorffskidowiouifatherski stated.

"Alright, but I can't keep saying you're name it's a headache!" Damien replied angrily.

"Fine, just call me ouifather." Ouifather replied.

Damien rolled his eyes "I'd rather call you Alec." He replied "besides, it's at the first of you're name-"

Ouifather laughed, he stood up "my parents were from a small country up north, of course they've given me a ridiculous name." he replied as he walked over to the window, he turned around "but I used to be bullied until I left collage, for five years I've been afraid to leave my house!"

-

Ouifather continued working on his machine, he was frustrated. He hopped onto it and took it for a test, alas, it was ready. He flew around the cliff where his mother had died, he flew back into his yard. Damien was clapping enthusiastically. "Imagine if everyone rode those!" Damien shouted, Ouifather laughed.

"They will be soon!"

-

"And now for uhm.... Alec... Alecfather..."

"alecfathermanjohnsonelizabethwonbergdorffsmacznetastywilliampiesnepnidorffskidowiouifatherski!"
Peck interrupted Liza, who backed up angrily. Damien stood there cheering in the audience, Ouifather was surprised, they didn't even read out his last name. He climbed onto the bicycle and began to fly, he flew above the clouds and over the treetops, people screamed in delight as he flew towards the audience a couple of times, he was ecstatic, his heart beat like the pattern of a horse's hooves hitting the pavement at full-speed.

He grinned and flew around them, he pushed ahead, feeling confident. He swerved around and accidentally hit Damien, taking off his whole face. He heard the audience screaming but he thought it was because he was still flying.

-

It was Damien's funeral, alas, Jimville was the first in flight due to Ouifather. He was standing there staring at his friend's grave, he gently wept as the coffin was lowered into the ground.

-

Ouifather sat there sipping coffee, alas, everyone rode on those stupid machines. Soon he was elected president, so his terrible reign began.