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!
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“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!
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Dear Draliman,
You channeled the gulls perfectly. Loved your last line.
Aloha,
Doug
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Thanks, Doug. I felt a sudden comic switch was in order after the (intentionally) slightly overdone stage-style dialogue!
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Dear Draliman,
I love the title. Nice one.
shalom,
Rochelle
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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 🙂
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Loved it, Dr Ali! very clever 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Fire heat-seeking poopbomb!
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It’s gonna hit my car. My car’s a heat-seeking poopbomb magnet 🙂
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Just takes a good tourist target to take your mind off your romantic woes!
janet
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These gulls have such a short attention span! Thanks for reading!
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haha loved this . cleverly written 🙂
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Thanks, kz 🙂
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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.
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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!
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Great title, and fun dialogue. Very clever.
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Thanks! I’ve gone all dialogue-y in my posts just recently for some reason.
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I’m a fan of dialogue as well. Two weekends ago, my post on dialogue was Freshly Pressed. I’m obviously a fan. 😉
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Adorable take on the prompt and Romeo and Juliet – and the spirit of the gulls!
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Thanks! If there’s one thing more important to gulls than their love lives, it’s attacking the human populace 🙂
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MOL..I loved it 🙂 Pawkiss 🙂
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Thanks 🙂
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If seagulls could speak…human talk…we’d probably get an earful! 🙂
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You’re not kidding – being able to understand what they’re saying might be preferable to all the screeching, mind 🙂
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