More RATTLER’S TALE Stories
by Anthony North
for
Friday Fictioneers
Poets & Storytellers United
The Sunday Muse
in association with
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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
ROOTED
Dick found it when walking in the wood.
A conspiracy theorist, he jumped for joy.
Wow! Tech growing out the ground.
Investigating, he was disturbed by Bob, the sceptic.
‘What you doing?’
Dick said: ‘It’s got rootkit and worms emanating from it.’
Bob was a stiff, logical chap who never lost his head.
He picked it up. ‘I wondered where I’d left that.’
He walked off, leaving Dick feeling a right namesake.
Home, Bob took off his head and contacted Mothership.
‘We need better camouflage,’ he said. ‘Too many conspiriologists nowadays.’
He blamed the new leadership models. US, UK, EU? No more blondes.
AN UNUSUAL TAKE
‘Oh, kitten, I could eat you all up.’
‘Hold on Tiger. Take it slowly.’
***
The Director looked at the take. He’d been too late calling ‘cut!’
It was one hell of a mess.
The Producer said: ‘Are you sure this is a good idea? We’re running out of actors.’
‘I’m gonna direct a romance if it’s the last thing I do,’ he bit back.
***
The Director went round all the studios, but could he get another producer?
Could he hell. As they said: ‘You’ve been through 5 already.’
‘But I’ve got an appetite for this film.’
Which was one way of putting it.
***
Later, the geneticist said: ‘Why don’t you use the voiceovers as actors again?’
‘Humans!?’
Enraged, the Director was on his haunches once more.
Luckily it was the last geneticist.
The Director went back to the jungle, destined to remain a nature documentary star.
I guess mimicking can only go so far.
I liked “rootkit and worms”
Thank you, Neil.
It’s hard to separate which conspiracies are real and which are made up now, there are so many of them. Aliens living among us might be the least of our problems!
Indeed. I keep telling them that.
Sounds like ol’ Bob can rival St Denis of Paris in talking with his head off.
Fun stuff, Anthony
Ha ha, thanks for that, CE.
I liked ‘Dick feeling a right namesake’. You won’t believe I didn’t get that at first.
Ha ha, thanks for that, Sandra.
This was quirky and clever. Very well written.
Thank you for that, and welcome here.
Dear Anthony,
It’s hard to know which conspiracy theories to believe these days, isn’t it? I certainly didn’t expect anyone to remove his head. Unique take on the prompt.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you, Rochelle.
Loved this line – leaving Dick feeling a right namesake. haha
Many thanks, Tannille. Much appreciated.
Sandra beat me to it – ‘A right namesake’ really made me smile. Good story, Anthony.
Thank you. Much appreciated.
Talking with his head off. Wonderful stuff. I wonder if he knows Zing and Zang 🙂
Thank you. I think they’d get on well.
This was fun, Anthony. Loved the rookit and worms and the right namesake…
Thank you Dale. Glad you liked it.
I like the irony that Bob was regarded as one who never “lost his head,” but he did just that when he got home.
He did indeed. Thanks for that.
Really enjoyed your unique take on the photo and the descriptions you used. Clever!
Many thanks Brenda. Very kind.
i totally agree. real blondes or fake blondes are passé. they should have their heads shaved and put in quarantine.
Thanks for that.
“He walked off, leaving Dick feeling a right namesake.” Great, Dickens-esque line. I got a smile out of that story, which I needed today. Thank you.
And you’re very welcome. Thank you.
Ha, I loved “leaving Dick feeling a right namesake”!
Thank you. Much appreciated.
eah, my favourite line was Dick feeling a right namesake, well done.
That line seems to have gone down quite well. Thank you also.
Love the style in which you’ve written this Anthony, and I’m going to add my applause to the namesake line. A great take.
Thank you, Keith, much appreciated.
I did laugh, I hope Bob can remember where he puts his head.
Many thanks, James. I’m sure he will.
Teehee! This time the conspiracy theorists were right – and they never knew it! Droll take on the prompt.
Thanks for that, Penny. Glad you liked it.
haha loved this tiny scifi thriller.
Best line was of course “Dick feeling a right namesake”
Thank you. Much appreciated.
It took me a while to figure this one out – but the NAMESAKE line was hilarious! funny!
Thanks for that. Glad you liked it.
Yeah … can’t have those conspirasionists mucking about! 😉
We certainly can’t, lol
I like this take. Well done.
Thank you, and welcome here.
Your unusual take is brilliant Anthony! Left me smiling, thank you!
Thanks for that, Carrie. Much appreciated.
He needed a big stick to make that animal behave. Actually a folded newspaper would probably ‘do the trick.’
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I think I’d prefer the big stick.
Love this fiction … be gone Director!!
Many thanks Helen.
I enjoyed this leap of your imagination, though at the rate we’re going, it might turn into a prophetic poem. Smiles. Nothing would surprise me any more.
Glad you liked it, Sherry. I agree, especially as behaviour due to mimicking could be evolutionary.
Those who are sceptic will always miss the point 🙂 I enjoyed this one!
Thank you, and very true words.
Luv the surprise in the ending og ‘Rooted’ 👽
Happy Sunday
Much💜love
Many thanks, Gillena.
I agree…way too damn many conspiracy theorists these days! But this made me chuckle instead of sigh about their numbers.
Glad you liked it Rommy. To me they represent the new resurgence of superstition.
Back to documentaries just had me laughing.
Glad to be of service, Chrissa 😉
“He walked off, leaving Dick feeling a right namesake.”
Yes, I am still giggling. 😀
Job done. thanks for that 🙂
I too especially loved ‘a right namesake’ and also ‘Too many blondes’.
The second piece was much food for thought (sic).
Many thanks, Rosemary.
Nice!
Many thanks.
That’s a fine story of a rootkit with worms emanating from it, found in a forest. Should be a full length book!!!
Ah, if only I had time.
I love the image of a conspiracy theorist, jumping for joy at rootkit and worms! But Bob’s the more interesting of the two, especially the irony of a ‘logical chap who never lost his head’ taking it off to the Mothership. I clapped at ‘No more blondes’.
Thank you, Kim. Glad you liked it.
I right enjoyed this,
Ha ha, thanks for that.
Better to stumble on the box than the tiger.
Yep, I think I agree.
i love the twist in your poem/story. very funny, hehe.
Thank you, and welcome here.
Rootkit and worms – I saw what you did there. The wicked twist from a director’s chair – Ha!. If I didn’t appreciate the dark humor now and then, I’d be a little shocked.
Thanks for that. I’m a big fan of dark humour myself.
I can see by the comments that I should read the entire post, but this time round, I only read “an unusual take”–unusual indeed! Hazardous duty, all around, until the director heads back to the forest, ego hardly diminished. Well done.
Thanks for that, Susan. Much appreciated.
Finding a box is a better thing than walking upon a tiger unaware. Love both pieces and the creativity of the creator. 🙂
Thank you, Susie, very kind.
Both are so extremely clever, but you really got me with the first! You could be the next Rod Serling.
Thank you for those lovely words, Sara. Much appreciated.