Thursday, September 21, 2017

The Pie (short Story)



"one o'clock and all's well."  The soldier on top of the wall shouts.  At two o' clock he notices a red light, that is traveling fast in their direction.  The soldier cries out in alarm.  Soon the wall in covered with other soldiers.  As the light got closer they notice that it is a burning clowns head.  The head strikes the wall with such force, the wall shook.  More flaming heads came flying through the air.  Each striking the wall with great force.  Then as quickly as it started, it stopped.  After daybreak they exam the damage.  And the wall was rebuilt.  The captain of the guard told a group of soldiers to sit in the jeep that night so if they fall under attack again.  The soldiers could follow the line of flaming heads back to it's source.  Sure enough at two o'clock the clown heads started flying again.  The jeep sped off following the line of flying heads.  About an hour later they arrived at the source of the carnage.  A giant cream pie would take a clowns head off a nearby pile, dip it in oil, light it on fire, then shoot it out of a high powered cannon.  The cream pie kept talking to itself" See if they throw me or one of my children in someones face again."

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