Papp Zolt�n:The Wind that Blew like Laughing Elephants

A Short Story

by Zoltan

Nadine Donaldson looked at the enchanted sausage in her hands and felt afraid.

 

She walked over to the window and reflected on her crowded surroundings. She had always loved magical Upper Boggington with its cold, clumsy cliffs. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel afraid.

 

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Jenna Smith. Jenna was an adorable coward with squat fingers and ginger thighs.

 

Nadine gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a modest, ruthless, brandy drinker with pretty fingers and skinny thighs. Her friends saw her as a hard, handsome hero. Once, she had even saved a misty injured bird that was stuck in a drain.

 

But not even a modest person who had once saved a misty injured bird that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Jenna had in store today.

 

The wind blew like laughing elephants, making Nadine relaxed.

 

As Nadine stepped outside and Jenna came closer, she could see the embarrassed glint in her eye.

 

"I am here because I want a kiss," Jenna bellowed, in a snooty tone. She slammed her fist against Nadine's chest, with the force of 308 horses. "I frigging love you, Nadine Donaldson."

 

Nadine looked back, even more relaxed and still fingering the enchanted sausage. "Jenna, d'oh," she replied.

 

They looked at each other with jumpy feelings, like two mammoth, melted maggots boating at a very greedy engagement party, which had classical music playing in the background and two forgetful uncles walking to the beat.

 

Suddenly, Jenna lunged forward and tried to punch Nadine in the face. Quickly, Nadine grabbed the enchanted sausage and brought it down on Jenna's skull.

 

Jenna's squat fingers trembled and her ginger thighs wobbled. She looked ecstatic, her body raw like a mouldy, miniature map.

 

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Jenna Smith was dead.

 

Nadine Donaldson went back inside and made herself a nice glass of brandy.

 

THE END

 

Tata, 2022. december 3.