It's Still 12th August in Hawaii!
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anonymoose_au7:39pm: It's true! I checked! Therefore I feel I can still post this (especially seeing as I had George and Lorraine spend their honeymoon in Hawaii anyway - how feasible that is in 1960 I'll have to check...).
So here it is...
And the flash fic!
085. Gun
I flopped into a chair in the corner of the hotel room.
It had been quite a day, although for a while in the church there, I hadn’t been sure if the butterflies in my stomach were from excitement or because I was about to throw up.
Fortunately it was the sooner.
Now, here I was on my honeymoon with my new wife! Just a few years ago, I could never have imagined any of this. Like all those old clichéd sayings I was going nowhere.
Until Marty Klein showed up…not to mention the alien.
Not that I went around telling people about that particular encounter…but the fact remained.
I leaned back in the chair and pulled back the curtain, outside the full moon lit up the beach. We’d definitely have to go walking on it…once Lorraine unpacked.
I wondered what was taking her so long actually, I mean we were only going to be here five days, how much stuff could you pack?
After a few more minutes I got up and headed to the bathroom, knocking on the door.
“Did you fall in?” I called.
“Ha, ha very funny,” Lorraine called back, “is that any way to talk to your wife?”
I shrugged. “I dunno, I’ve never had a wife before.”
Lorraine threw the door open. “I should hope not!”
She was grinning, but I took a step back, shocked.
She caught the look on my face and tilted her head at me. “What?”
I couldn’t speak though, my eyes were riveted on what she held in her hand.
A heat ray!
Darth Vader’s Heat Ray!
Or at least something that looked a Hell of a lot like it.
Holy crap, what have stumbled into? The whole thing was ridiculous, but I couldn’t help but think that Lorraine was an alien…
But no, she couldn’t be.
“George, are you all right,” Lorraine looked at me, brow furrowed in concern. “Talk to me.”
“Wh-“ I began, then licked my dry lips. “That,” I finally managed pointing at the heat ray.
“Huh?”
“That…that heat ray,” I finally managed.
Lorraine burst out laughing. “What?” She finally managed to gasp and then shook her head. “This?” She pointed the heat ray at me in a rather menacing way. “It’s a hair dryer!”
“Hair dryer…” I repeated I’d seen hair dryers at the hair dressers before…
“It’s one of those new portable ones,” Lorraine told me, setting it down on the bathroom counter before coming over and wrapping her arms around me. Laughing again, she shook her head and said. “You need to stop watching so much Science Fiction Theatre, you know.”
“Hair dryer,” I muttered to myself, eyeing it as Lorraine took my hand and pulled me towards the door and the beach.
I’d thought Darth Vader was a weird alien before (why so concerned about what a couple of Earthlings got up to anyway?), but now I knew he was a complete nut.
In other news, I be annoyed that they've shown Stephanie Rice's gold medal Medley Relay Swim (congrats to her) twice, but they never showed our Bronze Medal Sychronised 10m Diving! I feel most ripped off.
But now, I'm off, just before the Hawiian midnight!
Ta ta for now!
So here it is...
And the flash fic!
085. Gun
I flopped into a chair in the corner of the hotel room.
It had been quite a day, although for a while in the church there, I hadn’t been sure if the butterflies in my stomach were from excitement or because I was about to throw up.
Fortunately it was the sooner.
Now, here I was on my honeymoon with my new wife! Just a few years ago, I could never have imagined any of this. Like all those old clichéd sayings I was going nowhere.
Until Marty Klein showed up…not to mention the alien.
Not that I went around telling people about that particular encounter…but the fact remained.
I leaned back in the chair and pulled back the curtain, outside the full moon lit up the beach. We’d definitely have to go walking on it…once Lorraine unpacked.
I wondered what was taking her so long actually, I mean we were only going to be here five days, how much stuff could you pack?
After a few more minutes I got up and headed to the bathroom, knocking on the door.
“Did you fall in?” I called.
“Ha, ha very funny,” Lorraine called back, “is that any way to talk to your wife?”
I shrugged. “I dunno, I’ve never had a wife before.”
Lorraine threw the door open. “I should hope not!”
She was grinning, but I took a step back, shocked.
She caught the look on my face and tilted her head at me. “What?”
I couldn’t speak though, my eyes were riveted on what she held in her hand.
A heat ray!
Darth Vader’s Heat Ray!
Or at least something that looked a Hell of a lot like it.
Holy crap, what have stumbled into? The whole thing was ridiculous, but I couldn’t help but think that Lorraine was an alien…
But no, she couldn’t be.
“George, are you all right,” Lorraine looked at me, brow furrowed in concern. “Talk to me.”
“Wh-“ I began, then licked my dry lips. “That,” I finally managed pointing at the heat ray.
“Huh?”
“That…that heat ray,” I finally managed.
Lorraine burst out laughing. “What?” She finally managed to gasp and then shook her head. “This?” She pointed the heat ray at me in a rather menacing way. “It’s a hair dryer!”
“Hair dryer…” I repeated I’d seen hair dryers at the hair dressers before…
“It’s one of those new portable ones,” Lorraine told me, setting it down on the bathroom counter before coming over and wrapping her arms around me. Laughing again, she shook her head and said. “You need to stop watching so much Science Fiction Theatre, you know.”
“Hair dryer,” I muttered to myself, eyeing it as Lorraine took my hand and pulled me towards the door and the beach.
I’d thought Darth Vader was a weird alien before (why so concerned about what a couple of Earthlings got up to anyway?), but now I knew he was a complete nut.
In other news, I be annoyed that they've shown Stephanie Rice's gold medal Medley Relay Swim (congrats to her) twice, but they never showed our Bronze Medal Sychronised 10m Diving! I feel most ripped off.
But now, I'm off, just before the Hawiian midnight!
Ta ta for now!
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