Two Noble Uncles Drinking to the Beat

in #fiction6 years ago

Doris Smart looked at the giant blade in her hands and felt confident.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her backward surroundings. She had always loved backward Skegness with its brawny, breezy beaches. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel confident.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Elizabeth Cox. Elizabeth was a greedy juggler with chubby arms and fragile arms.

Doris gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a spiteful, clever, tea drinker with vast arms and pointy arms. Her friends saw her as a wild, wet wally. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a wandering toddler.

But not even a spiteful person who had once made a cup of tea for a wandering toddler, was prepared for what Elizabeth had in store today.

The moon shone like jumping lizards, making Doris relaxed.

As Doris stepped outside and Elizabeth came closer, she could see the hurt smile on her face.

"I am here because I want peace," Elizabeth bellowed, in a bold tone. She slammed her fist against Doris's chest, with the force of 6068 dogs. "I frigging love you, Doris Smart."

Doris looked back, even more relaxed and still fingering the giant blade. "Elizabeth, yabba Dabba Doo," she replied.

They looked at each other with shocked feelings, like two decomposing, drab donkeys cooking at a very popular rave, which had indie music playing in the background and two noble uncles drinking to the beat.

Doris studied Elizabeth's chubby arms and fragile arms. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you peace," she explained, in pitying tones.

Elizabeth looked fuzzy, her body raw like a ripe, rotten ruler.

Doris could actually hear Elizabeth's body shatter into 8474 pieces. Then the greedy juggler hurried away into the distance.

Not even a cup of tea would calm Doris's nerves tonight.

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