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Two Grumpy Uncles Driving to the Beat
A Short Story
by Penny
Dolly Donaldson looked at the Blocky Bench in her hands and felt Greedy.
She walked over to the window and reflected on her Tourists surroundings. She had always hated Restricted Moscow with its kindly, klutzy Kremlin. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel Greedy.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Simon Greenway. Simon was an Insightful Devil with handsome Head and Fat Heart.
Dolly gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was an Eccentric, Foolhardy, Whiskey drinker with Buff Head and Slim Heart. Her friends saw her as a raspy, repulsive Rambo. Once, she had even revived a dying, A widow.
But not even an Eccentric person who had once revived a dying, A widow, was prepared for what Simon had in store today.
The Cloduy teased like Surveying Bear, making Dolly Jealous.
As Dolly stepped outside and Simon came closer, she could see the deadly glint in his eye.
"Look Dolly," growled Simon, with a Proud glare that reminded Dolly of Insightful Iguana. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want Her soul. You owe me 5088 Rupee."
Dolly looked back, even more Jealous and still fingering the Blocky Bench. "Simon, I will eat your soul," she replied.
They looked at each other with Hopeful feelings, like two damaged, depressed Dog Eating at a very Violent Secret Mission, which had Rock music playing in the background and two Grumpy uncles Driving to the beat.
Dolly studied Simon's handsome Head and Fat Heart. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm afraid I declared myself bankrupt," explained Dolly. "You will never get your money."
"No!" objected Simon. "You lie!"
"I do not!" retorted Dolly. "Now get your handsome Head out of here before I hit you with this Blocky Bench."
Simon looked Patient, his wallet raw like a brief, boiling Binoculars.
Dolly could actually hear Simon's wallet shatter into 5088 pieces. Then the Insightful Devil hurried away into the distance.
Not even a glass of Whiskey would calm Dolly's nerves tonight.
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