2022.09.26. 16:22, mayden
Papp Zoltn:The Hail that Pounded like Jogging Flamingos
A Short Story
by Zoltan
Joshua Superhalk looked at the weathered hawk in his hands and felt irritable.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his sunny surroundings. He had always loved pretty Exeter with its jealous, joyous jungle. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel irritable.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Chloe Russell. Chloe was a caring doctor with short thighs and hairy eyes.
Joshua gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a brutal, peculiar, wine drinker with solid thighs and spiky eyes. His friends saw him as a brief, boiling bear. Once, he had even helped a misty kitten recover from a flying accident.
But not even a brutal person who had once helped a misty kitten recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what Chloe had in store today.
The hail pounded like jogging flamingos, making Joshua angry.
As Joshua stepped outside and Chloe came closer, he could see the curious glint in her eye.
"I am here because I want some more Facebook friends," Chloe bellowed, in a peculiar tone. She slammed her fist against Joshua's chest, with the force of 7434 lizards. "I frigging love you, Joshua Superhalk."
Joshua looked back, even more angry and still fingering the weathered hawk. "Chloe, I don't have the money," he replied.
They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two lazy, lovely lizards boating at a very gentle disco, which had R & B music playing in the background and two grateful uncles jumping to the beat.
Suddenly, Chloe lunged forward and tried to punch Joshua in the face. Quickly, Joshua grabbed the weathered hawk and brought it down on Chloe's skull.
Chloe's short thighs trembled and her hairy eyes wobbled. She looked sneezy, her body raw like a nervous, nasty newspaper.
Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Chloe Russell was dead.
Joshua Superhalk went back inside and made himself a nice glass of wine.
THE END
Tata, 2022.szeptember 26.