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#48: Name that Gal
One day, after work, he was chillin. He had a bottle of brew and was laid back reminiscing about his favorite gal...Elvira. He remembered how he had come to name her.
“What’s your name anyway?” he had asked..
She had replied “I don’t know what my name is. I’ve never had a name. What would you like to call me? What do YOU think my name is?”
He said“Gee...I dunno. I’ve never named a Gurl Daemon before. Lessee.. how about...Anastasia?”
She said “Meh”
He said “Aurora? Fiona? Jasmine? Krystal?”
She hadn’t been impressed. “Haven’t hit the ‘G’ spot yet. Nope.”
He tried again.“Ursula? Esmerelda? Brunhilda?”
He said “I’ll take that as a no.”
Shelby remembered that he had retreated in dismay. He had been about ready to tell her to come up with her own damn name. He took one more shot at it. “How bout Elvira?”
Miracle of miracles... she liked it. “Elvira!...Yes. I like that. I’m Elvira forevermore.”
He said “Good.”
thank gawd he thought quietly
“I dub thee Elvira. “ he thought ‘out loud’ “May you live long and prosper.”
Elvira said “That would be WE buddy-boy.
May WE live long and prosper. We’re in this together.“
He asked her. “Should we jump over as sword or something?”
Elvira had replied “Fresh out. Don’t happen to have one on me.”
“Oh wait…what am I saying?” She contradicted herself “This is as dream. I control your reality here. You want a sword…I have a sword. Stand up…hold out both your hands, palms together.”
Shelby did that...cool....he had legs and everything. He could stand up in this dream. ...He did so with a slight grin on his face. He had a hunch where this was going.
He was wrong…it was better. Fog appeared and began to swirl around his hands…a force pushed them apart. More fog and more fog, thicker and thicker fog….a …
Elvira muttered to herself. “Ok…we need a little bit of special effects here. Thunder maybe and lightning….we must have lightning when there’s thunder. It’s a law.”
The sound of popcorn came from the fog. Little sparkles danced around his fingers.
Elvira grumbled. “ Oh wait…that’s not right. Lesseee here…
frequency, Duration, resonance, reverb”
The sound of the ‘pops’ deepened into booms…the little sparkles became lightning bolts…the fog swirled into a tornado… One final crash of thunder and flash of lightning
Suddenly he was face to face with a buxom woman type female person, a very pretty one too ...she was only slightly transparent. In the dark of his dream it was hardly noticeable. His hands were on her shoulders. She presented him a sword .…hilt up. She looked up at him mischievously.
Shelby stood still as a statue for minutes. Staring at her. A smile gradually formed on his face.
Elvira said “Your sword Master!”
He accepted it “Sword? Oh yeah. That’s a sword. Right. Well according to the last marriage manual I read, I think it’s name was “Glory Road” by RAH…we need a little grassy clearing.”
No sooner had he finished speaking that a glorious mountain clearing appeared. Possibly they were in the Swiss Alps...or Alpine Texas...or....
Shelby indicated that they should step into its center. He laid the sword on the ground crisp with frost. She stood by him and took his hands in hers.
He said “What were the words?”
Elvira replied
and jump whore,
And then you are married for evermore.
He said “Ummmm…no. I don’t like those words…It’s not respectful.
I’m definitely a Rouge but you’re not a whore. This is my dream and that just won’t do.”
Elvira ”Giggle You are so noble…Ok…how ‘bout this?”
Once over the sword,
For evermore you are wedded,
Leap Lady and Jump Lord
Shelby said “That works….now jump.”
So they did. Shelby slipped on the frost and fell down in a heap. He pulled Elvira down with him. She sat on his lap and grinned wantonly.
She said “Why are you being so silly? You KNOW we are closer than any husband and wife ever have been or ever will be. Other’s claim to be two souls in one body. We truly are.”
He said “Yeah…that. Shush. Just sit here for a little bit. Watch the sunset. See that Eagle way up there?”
“It’s a buzzard.” She said
“Quite wench” he reprimanded her. “Be still.”
So they were..
The Next Episode will be
#49: I want a Dragon
The Previous Episode was
# 47: River City…
the First episode was
#1 : Prologue
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Lol, I love your cartoon there! lol
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it's good. I am waiting for your next post.
It is his dream, if he wants the buzzard to be an Eagle, then Eagle it is. Elvira mistress of the dark presents "The Blob that ate Manhattan" I used to like the movies she would show.
she was a classy dresser too...