A story of how the two friends from the daily prompts of Quarterstories begin their great adventure traversing through time and space.
It was a warm afternoon downtown. A good friend and I were perusing the sidewalk to check out the new classic movie cinema and asking each other where we'd like to wake up tomorrow morning if given the choice.
My friend and I were in charge of filming his twelve-year-old niece's beauty pageant, meaning we were stuck in the gymnasium of her school for the next two hours. Although it was agreeably one of the most boring things we had ever done, it was fun to think of new categories for the judges to score the girls on to pass the time.
A friend and I were musing in the backyard just the other day. The conversation leapt from girls to work, and eventually landed on the subject of vacation spots and the best places to go.
Trying to contain his excitement and talk through a smile at the same time was only contorting his face into a manic nightmare for a moment. He composed himself and said, "Last month I finally saved enough money. I got it!"
"All rise," the judge said. "You may be seated, 'cept you two," he said, pointing at my friend and I. "Remain standing." I looked over at my friend, who hadn't moved past being asked to stand. "We really did it this time," I said.
"Interviewers holding you down and asking too many questions," I asked. He looked at me while grabbing a water out of the fridge, nodding and mouthing yeah.
Previously On Quarterstories . . . A rumbling sound began to shake the building. Tiles from the ceiling began falling. Tables toppled, glass began cracking, and the games in the back began to falter their sounds slowing. A ringing from the jukebox pierced the air when I saw his grandfather run and hop over the... Continue Reading →
"Of course," I said stepping forward, "Nothing at all foreboding about a creepy little box you found in the attic of your grandfather's old house. Hey, while we're at it, wanna hold some lit firecrackers in our hands? Might be fun," I said sarcastically.