The Monster King

Rory’s Story Cubes Mini-Story #2

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Photo by Jennie Coughlin

“You are a cad, a rat!” the woman shouted. “A thief!”

Alexei Bukharin leaned against the interior wall of the pyramid to watch his partner deal with the irate woman.

Nelson’s eyes widened in indignation. “I’ll concede to cad, even rat, but how could you possibly call me a thief?”

“You, you cad, you rat, you stole my heart!”

“Darling,” Nelson said with a smile, “how can I steal something freely given?”

Alexei rolled his eyes and checked his watch. They had no time for this.

“Then, you are a big, fat monster!” the woman screamed, weeping now. “You are the king of monsters!”

She ran from the chamber, her shouted insults fading as she made her way outside.

“Well, that was bracing,” Nelson said, with a smile. “Shall we finish our work?”

Alexei pushed off the wall, hand over his heart. “Yes, we shall, your majesty.”

Nelson, though, studied his shadow, cast by the torch in the chamber. “I don’t mind being called a monster,” he said. “But fat? No, never.” He turned sideways, continuing to examine his shadow. “Hmm, maybe a little extra time in the gym wouldn’t hurt.”

Alexei handed him the shovel. “You can start now.”