draliman on life

Here is my contribution to Barbara Beacham’s Mondays Finish the Story. Today we find out what Chad and Brad, our favourite stoners, have been up to since last we saw them.

The supplied opening sentence is in bold in my story, and this week’s other stories can be found by clicking on the blue froggy.

Copyright B.W. Beacham

The family had no idea that little Luigi would grow up to be… prematurely dead.

Neither did Chad and Brad when they visited their old friend hoping to score some weed. Everyone knew Luigi had the best in town.

While waiting for Luigi to fetch his stash, Brad stumbled across an old photograph.

“Dude!” said Brad. “Come look! It’s little Luigi!”

“Digging the cool retro costumes, Luigi,” said Chad, puffing on his spliff. “When was this taken?”

Luigi’s face turned dark. “1874,” he said. “Now my secret is out and you both must join me… in death. Bwahahahaha!” Luigi’s fangs extended and he attacked.

“Not again,” grumbled Brad, taking an extended puff of annoyance. “Ghosts, vampires…”

“Dude!” exclaimed Chad as Luigi leapt straight into the lit end of his joint.

As everyone knows, vampires and flames don’t mix. Luigi burst into flames.

“Oh man!” said Chad. “I torched Luigi! Sorry, dude.”

Luigi screamed and exploded.

“Not cool,” said Brad, wiping Luigi-ashes off his coat. “Come on, let’s find his stash. Finders keepers!”

“Dude.”