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West Beach Story

It’s Friday Fictioneers time again, hosted as always by Rochelle. This week’s photo comes to us courtesy of E. A. Wicklund. You can read all the entries here – stop by and take a look!

I was going to write a story entitled “Invasion!” but this morning I decided to turn it on its head and do a sort of Romeo and Juliet type thing instead. Only with seagulls!


Copyright E. A. Wicklund

“Great mating dance, Romero, but this can never work.”

“But I… I love you, Julia!”

“And I love you, but I’m ‘West Beach Raiders’.”

“And I’m ‘Town Gull Massive’. Deadly rivals, always and forever.”

“Yes. But I shall love you from afar, always and forever. Now go, go back to town before you’re missed!”

“I shall be back when I am able, Julia, my love!”

All my thoughts are consumed by her. I can’t think, I can’t eat, I can’t slee… ooh, tourist, ten o’clock high! Zero protective head gear is confirmed. Begin bombing run, bomb bay doors open, attaaaaack!

  1. October 5, 2013 at 9:14 am

    Dear Draliman,

    You channeled the gulls perfectly. Loved your last line.




    • October 6, 2013 at 3:57 am

      Thanks, Doug. I felt a sudden comic switch was in order after the (intentionally) slightly overdone stage-style dialogue!


  2. October 5, 2013 at 9:14 am

    Dear Draliman,

    I love the title. Nice one.




    • October 6, 2013 at 4:05 am

      Thanks – sometimes I find that the title is the hardest bit but since this one was inspired by Bernstein/Sondheim(/Shakespeare) I thought I’d borrow their title as well 🙂


  3. October 5, 2013 at 12:41 pm

    Loved it, Dr Ali! very clever 🙂


  4. October 5, 2013 at 12:57 pm

    Fire heat-seeking poopbomb!


    • October 6, 2013 at 4:17 am

      It’s gonna hit my car. My car’s a heat-seeking poopbomb magnet 🙂


  5. October 5, 2013 at 2:04 pm

    Just takes a good tourist target to take your mind off your romantic woes!



    • October 6, 2013 at 4:20 am

      These gulls have such a short attention span! Thanks for reading!


  6. kz
    October 5, 2013 at 2:33 pm

    haha loved this . cleverly written 🙂


  7. October 5, 2013 at 3:48 pm

    We used to vacation on the water and the big gulls would dive bomg the barbeque and lift the steaks right off the fire. We called the Hoovers because they were like vacuum cleaners with wings. And feisty, too.


    • October 6, 2013 at 4:28 am

      Some of the beach towns around Cornwall are notorious for dive-bombing gulls. The last time I was in Newquay I had an ice cream in my hand less than ten seconds before a gull snatched half of it out my hands. Usually a couple of people a year end up going to hospital for stitches from gull attacks. The gulls know no fear!


  8. October 5, 2013 at 6:05 pm

    Great title, and fun dialogue. Very clever.


    • October 6, 2013 at 4:32 am

      Thanks! I’ve gone all dialogue-y in my posts just recently for some reason.


      • October 6, 2013 at 5:50 am

        I’m a fan of dialogue as well. Two weekends ago, my post on dialogue was Freshly Pressed. I’m obviously a fan. 😉


  9. October 5, 2013 at 7:05 pm

    Adorable take on the prompt and Romeo and Juliet – and the spirit of the gulls!


    • October 6, 2013 at 4:39 am

      Thanks! If there’s one thing more important to gulls than their love lives, it’s attacking the human populace 🙂


  10. October 6, 2013 at 7:55 am

    MOL..I loved it 🙂 Pawkiss 🙂


  11. October 7, 2013 at 1:53 am

    If seagulls could speak…human talk…we’d probably get an earful! 🙂


    • October 7, 2013 at 3:24 am

      You’re not kidding – being able to understand what they’re saying might be preferable to all the screeching, mind 🙂


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