The Adventures Of Cap't Monkey And Tooele Boy...A Short Story

The Weekly Writing Prompt

Today at lunch a couple of co-workers and I talked about what our superhero names would be. It provided inspiration for this little story. Of course, the characters in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely circumstantial.

Here are the rules for the writing prompt:

1) Use the photo and the 5 words provided in your story

2) Keep your word count 500 words or less.

3) You have until next Tuesday to link up your post.

4) Add your story using the inLinkz link at these websites: Nicole, Carrie, Tena, or Leanne.

5) Have fun, don’t stress, let those creative juices flow.

 This Week's Mandatory words

Potato

Magazine

Carrot

Day

Cough

Here's my little story. Enjoy!

The Adventures Of Cap't Monkey And Tooele Boy

We join our heroes in a deserted park as they make their way home after a day of crime fighting, helping the downtrodden, and opening copious amounts of justice on baddies. Tooele Boy spotted a discarded magazine on the path. He picked it up and threw it into the nearest trash receptacle.

"Good job, Tooele Boy," Cap't Monkey praised his companion. "Way to be environmentally conscious!"

"Thanks! I do love the environment. Cap't Monkey?"

"Yes, Tooele Boy?"

"I'm trying to understand. Why are some men good and some men bad?"

"That's a good question, Tooele Boy. It reminds me of a story my father, Admiral Gorilla told me."

"Do Tell, Cap't Monkey."

"There was once a man who lived in Idaho."

"The Potato State?" asked Tooele Boy.

"The very same! But, actually, Idaho is known as The Gem State, and it really is. Anyway, this man actually farmed sugar beets, not potatoes. 'You should plant potatoes!' his neighbors said. 'No, I'll stick with sugar beets--not beans, peas, or even a carrot will I grow,' he said. 'If you don't grow potatoes, you'll be sorry,' his neighbors warned. But the man still refused."

"Gosh," Tooele Boy exclaimed. "What happened to the farmer."

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"That's right. Nothing. The neighbors chose to be good and not evil."

"Golly, that's a swell story," Tooele Boy said.

"So, remember Tooele Boy. You always have a choice to be good, or to not be good."

"I'll always remember, Cap't Monkey. Let's go home."

The two superheroes continued on the path to their home. Using his super hearing, Cap't Monkey thought he heard a sound, an ominous sound. He stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong, Cap't Monkey?"

"I heard a sound."

"What did it sound like?"

"Like an evil cough."

"They're the worst!"

"Agreed, Tooele Boy." The pair waited and listened, but no other sounds--evil or otherwise--were heard.

"Whatever it was, it's gone now," Tooele Boy observantly said. They continued on their journey and failed to notice the specter hiding behind a large sycamore tree who followed the duo from the shadows.

To Be Continued...

Word Count: 358