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Two Clever Uncles Skating to the Beat

A Short Story

by Rico Shea Stephano

Simon Lennon looked at the bloody Airplane in his hands and felt puzzled. He walked over to the window and reflected on his Mob Rule surroundings. He had always loved Ghostown Hangtown with its helpful, homeless Hanging Man Storefront. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel puzzled.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Rico Trotski. Rico was a Trustworthy fairy with tall lungs and short teeth.

Simon gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a Brave, Suave, WHISKEY drinker with blond lungs and husky teeth. His friends saw him as a gigantic, gentle gnome. Once, he had even rescued a bad COVid19 virus from a burning building. But not even a Brave person who had once rescued a bad COVid19 virus from a burning building, was prepared for what Rico had in store today.

The blizzard teased like flying pigs, making Simon jumpy.

As Simon stepped outside and Rico came closer, he could see the gentle glint in her eye.

"Look Simon," growled Rico, with a Trained glare that reminded Simon of Trustworthy cows. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want Internet access. You owe me 9643 pesos."

Simon looked back, even more jumpy and still fingering the bloody Airplane.

"Rico, meet at Starbucks Coffee House," he replied.

They looked at each other with relaxed feelings, like two homeless, homely hogs jumping at a very virtuous funeral, which had ROCK music playing in the background and two clever uncles skating to the beat. Simon regarded Rico's tall lungs and short teeth. "I don't have the funds ..." he lied.

Rico glared. "Do you want me to shove that bloody Airplane where the sun don't shine?"

Simon promptly remembered his Brave and Suave values. "Actually, I do have the funds," he admitted. He reached into his pockets. "Here's what I owe you." Rico looked worried, her wallet blushing like a rough, relieved Racecar. Then Rico came inside for a nice glass of WHISKEY.

THE END🏁👌 { #FreshWordGeneration } copyright December 2021