The Duo Returns!
It's been a few weeks since I wrote a short story for this blog. I usually write these little stories on Sunday evenings, but with the conventions I've recently attended, there's just been too much to write about.
I thought I'd resurrect two of my favorite people, Cap't Monkey and Tooele Boy! If you're thinking about writing a story of your own, please give it a try! It's fun! Here are the rules:
1) Use the above photo and five randomly-chosen words in your story.
2) Keep your word count 500 or less (or a few more words if they're needed...).
3) You have until next Tuesday night to link up your story.
4) Use the Blue Link to add your story at Leanne's, Tena's or Heather's websites and follow the instructions.
5) Have fun, don't stress, and let those creative juices flow!
The Five Random Words Are:
This week they wander into the world of academia. What adventures lie in store for our two heroes? Let's find out!
Cap't Monkey and Tooele Boy and the Academy Grad
"Up!" Cap't Monkey yelled at his flatmate as he kicked the companion's bed frame. "Chop! Chop! We've got places to go and people to see and time is no longer our ally."
A groggy man crawled out of bed and dressed after his friend left the room. "I forgot today's the day we are to visit the Academy," Tooele Boy said as he tried unsuccessfully to clear the mental cobwebs in his brain.
"Yes, and we must hurry. Our appointment to meet with Headmaster Phillips begins at 9 a.m. sharp!"
The men climbed aboard their trusty bicycles and headed down to the pride of the township's educational community in order to make their date. They parked their bikes and rushed inside.
"You there!" Cap't Monkey yelled at a chap standing alone in the hall, an open book in hand. "Good sir, can you direct me to the office of Headmaster Phillips?"
"You're in luck, my good sirs," the lad said. "He's right here" he said, a large smile stretched across his boyish face.
"Where is he?" Tooele Boy said looking up and down the empty hall.
"You're looking at him," the man said closing his book.
"You?" Cap't Monkey exclaimed. "But you can't possibly be Headmaster!"
"But I can, sir."
The flummoxed captain experienced something rarely seen--a loss for words. Eventually he found his wits. "Then, we're here for our appointment. Shall we go to your office?"
"Certainly," the headmaster said and escorted the two down the hall and to his quarters. They entered and found chairs around the man's large ornate desk. "Make yourself comfortable," Mr. Phillips said as the men did just that. "May I offer you something to drink?"
"Yes...um, NO!" Cap't Monkey said. "I'm sorry, sir, but my mind is having a tough time accepting someone who obviously looks as if he's a student within the walls of this institution to be, in actuality, the headmaster!"
Mr. Phillips laughed as he retrieved three glasses and a pitcher of water from the corner of the room. "I can well understand the difficulty you're having. I actually get that a lot." He placed the glasses on the desk and poured the men a drink.
"But, you're not in uniform!" Cap't Monkey objected.
"We've change the dress code." Headmaster Phillips calmly said.
"I like it," Tooele Boy said as he took a drink and spilled water onto his lap. "Oppsie," he added.
"And where is your Academy pin?" Cap't Monkey raged as his cheeks flamed.
"Pin?" Mr. Phillips asked.
"Yes, the Cave and Coffin? It's been a tradition of this institution for hundreds of years!" Cap't Monkey jumped to his feet.
"It's right here," Mr Phillips lifted his lapel and shown the men the shinny object. "Don't worry--not everything's changed. Now, why did you want to meet with me on this fine morning?" he said as Cap't Monkey took his seat, obviously relieved.
After a moment, he said, "To be honest, I've completely forgotten."
Word Count: 497