Yeah, I know Halloween was LAST week. I was going to post this then but I was too busy. I wasn’t going to post it afterwards but Omega convinced me to post it anyway. Blame him. Besides, I have to write SOMETHING if I want to get back into the writing groove. This story is short, has few characters and is fairly obvious- in other words, NOT my typical kind of story. As I said, I’m just practicing. Remember that when you comment.
October 31st, 2006
The house of Wilfredo Martinez, somewhere in Cabo Rojo, Puerto Rico
Some time in the evening:
-"…C’mon, how long is this going to take? It’s been nearly two hours! I thought Cable Access was supposed to be fast!" Wilfredo Martinez, heroic sorcerer and interdimensional explorer, grumbled aloud as he sat in front of his computer, waiting for it to download the latest DOA Beach Volleyball game trailer.
He was interrupted by a knock at his front door.
-Great, what now? he cursed. “Who is it?”
-“It’s me, Uncle Wil! Nelimar!” a girlish voice said.
-Oh, wonderful. The animated boobies will have to wait he sighed as he stopped the download. He got off the chair and walked to the door.
He opened it, and standing there was his 15-year-old niece, Nelimar, whom he had been training as a sorcerer recently. He loved her a lot, but right now she had an ear-to-ear grin, and he knew well enough that meant she wanted something.
Annoyed, he just said: “OK, what do you want?”
-“What?!” she said, in (mock) offense. “Can’t a girl visit her favorite uncle in the world just for its own sake?”
-“Say it already, Nel. I was doing something, umm, important, and I want to get back to it ASAP.”
-"…Ok, I admit it, I have something to ask. But it’s something important!"
-“Like, schoolwork important?” he guessed.
-“Correct! Wow, you’re so smart, Uncle Wil!”
-“Stop buttering me up and tell me what you need already.”
-“Here” she said, handling him a piece of paper.
Wil read for a second, then said, “…You have to do a paper on a foreign religious group?”
He looked at her disapprovingly. “Nel, you won’t learn anything if you keep asking other people to do your homework for you.”
-“Hey!” she said, offended for real this time. “You know I’m a responsible student! It’s just that, umm, I don’t have much time to do the paper, so I just want a little help.”
-“When is this due?” Wil asked.
-“Err… tomorrow” she said sheepishly.
-“Wha- sputterkoff*- TOMORROW???” Wil snapped. “Of all the irresponsible…! Why didn’t you ask for help SOONER?”
-“I was busy… training in another dimension with SOMEBODY” she shouted back.
Oops. That was true, Wil realized, he’d been training Nel in magic so often, it might have taken time away from her studies. He sighed again. “…Alright. I’ll help you with the paper.”
-“Yippee! I knew I could count on you, Uncle!”
-“BUT next time, give me a warning early so we can work things out in time, you got that?”
-“Sure!” she grinned.
Wilfredo had to smile. Nel could be mischievous at times, but she WAS a good girl- and pretty sneaky, too. He had to admit, she reminded him of himself.
Moments later, Wil was back on his desk, with Nel sitting besides him.
-“Okay, let’s get this started. What religious group is your paper on?”
-“The Amish” Nel said.
-“Yeah. My teacher said we should expand our horizons, learn about other cultures, blah blah blah.”
-“Hey, she’s right. You should always keep an open mind about other cultures, you know.”
-“Okay, whatever. Let’s just write the thing already. I want to go trick-or-treating tonight!”
-“Hmm? Oh yeah, it’s Halloween tonight, right? That reminds me, I want to catch the double feature of “The She-Creature” and “The She-Monster” tonight on Cheap Horror Theater.”
-“Uncle” Nel said, annoyed. “Focus, please.”
-“I AM focusing! Err, where were we? Oh, yes, The Amish… mm-hmm… well…”
-“Is something wrong?” Nel asked.
-“No no, it’s just that… well, I know nothing about the Amish.”
-“WHAT?” Nel said, truly shocked. “But, but, you know EVERYTHING!”
-“Hey! I never said that!” Wil snapped.
-“Well, not in so many words, but you always act like you do.”
-“No I don’t! I just happen to be, err, extensively self-taught.”
-“Really. So how come you don’t know about the Amish?”
-“Well… I had other priorities, you know? Magic, alien cultures, how to defeat Big Fearsome Monsters, things like that.”
-“In other words, The Amish were just too boring to study?” Nel asked slyly.
-“Uhh… OK, I admit it. They are. But hey, it isn’t like there is much to study. The Amish keep themselves sequestered from modern society. They want to be left alone, so I left them alone.”
-“Great” Nel said, bummed. “So what do we do now?”
-“Don’t worry” Wil said, turning towards his computer. “I’ll just Google up some site about The Amish, and download it-”
-“No, we can’t do that” Nel said, sadly. “The teacher said we had to write the paper ourselves. No web research allowed. Something about kids not reading books anymore, blah blah…”
Wil facepalmed. “Great. That means we only have one choice left” he sighed. “We’re going to have to visit an Amish Town and interview the residents.”
-“What?” Nel gasped. “Is that REALLY necessary?”
-“It is, if we want to finish this thing by tonight. Going through the books at the library would take too long.”
-“But- will the Amish allow us to even see them?” Nel asked.
-“I think so. I hear they are actually quite friendly.”
-“Aww, bummer. There goes my trick-or-treating” Nel sighed.
-And my double babe-monster movie show Wil mentally added. “Let’s stop whining and just do it.”
Wil then started searching on the Net for the location of a convenient Amish Town.