SuperShort SciFi: The Story Of A Boy & A Dog
When I received the latest HubPages Weekly, I was astounded that Shadesbreath was interested in trying to promote scifi on HubPages. Although I can certainly understand that any type of fiction is outside the HubRealm, I figured, hey, what the heck. It certainly won't be easy Google bait but maybe there might be someone out there who might stumble onto it and appreciate some very short form scifi. I'd love to hear from anyone who actually reads this! If there are people out there who actually like to read this, I can do more! So let's give it a shot!
"Awww.... Oooh... errr.... Uh? Yawn! It's almost sunset. Did I ever sleep! Awww. Dyznee? Dyznee? Where are you? Dyznee? Come on boy! Dyznee! There you are! Dyznee! Oh look at you, Dyznee boy! Come here. Look at this ear. Or what's left of it. Oh Dyznee. It's not so bad. Your ear will heal and you still have one good eye. After last night we're both lucky to get back from the Si-t-i-all alive, let alone missing some bits. Come on Dyznee. Here. What is this stuff? I-a-ms. I thought that was supposed to be a can of soup. Oh well. It was in the big air bubble in the k-i-tc-he-n so it's not too badly rusted... you can see that it's got a picture of a dog on it. Hope it's not dog meat, Dyznee... wouldn't wanna make you into a cannibaldog! Here. Eat it all up. Hmmm. Not bad. Pretty tasty stuff this I-a-ms. Yeah. Be-ef flavour. Nice. I like it. I'm sure it doesn't have any dog bits in it. Be-ef. I bet be-ef wasn't nice and had gravy like this. This is better than be-ef, right, Dyznee? I-a-ms.Yum yum! Eat it all up, boy. Come on you have to build up your strength again. Hell, so do I... Something to drink? Cl-o-r-ox Bl-ea-che. What the hell is Cl-o-r-ox Bl-ea-c-he? UUUH! Smells too rotten to drink. Yuck. Must have gone bad. No Dyznee, I can see that you don't want any of that either. What about this thing... hmm... P-ea-rs. P-ea-rs... yeah. P-ea-rs. I had that before. It's really tasty, Dyznee, you want some? Yeah. P-ea-rs S-oa-p. Not bad at all. Yum. Nice stuff. I like this P-ea-rs S-oa-p. Smells good too. Goes real good with the Be-ef I-a-ms. Ummmm... yeah. That's a bit better. Hold on. Lemme try to get up.... AWWW... OUCH... DAMN! No way, Dyznee. Looks like my leg's broken. I aint gonna be swimming anywhere anytime soon. Damn. I was in so much of a hurry to get away from that fishface that I didn't even notice last night. OUCH. I notice now... Damn! Well, Dyznee, looks like it could be worse, huh? We got ourselves a good stash here. My leg will be perfectly fine by the time we get on the outside of all this food! Look at this! A full box of Ta-b-a-sc-o. That looks good. Yum yum! And look at this! To-m-at-o P-as-sa-ta. Remember when we had To-m-at-o? It was out of those rusted cans. Wasn't very good, huh, Dyznee. But this is in glass. It kept fine underwater for all those years. I'm sure it will be much better than those terrible rusted cans. I'm not bringing anything up from C-ry-s-ta-ll P-a-l-ac-e-ia anymore unless it's in glass. Look over here! R-as-p-be-r-ri-a J-am-a. What do you figure this is? Dunno. But over here! Two cases of B-al-sa-m-ic-c V-in-e-g-ra. That's gotta be some kind of wine. We can get drunk too, Dyznee! We can have a party. We'll just invite all the fish over and do the underwater boogie. You'll have to do all the boogieing, Dyznee, at least for a while until my leg gets better. Right Dyznee? Ah, you don't care about anything but your Be-ef I-a-ms, do you... Alright. I'll wait until you're finished... Hurry up boy since it's almost night. Good thing since I'm sweating my shorts off. If I had any shorts, anyway. Might cool down a bit tonight, I hope. Not like last night. That was too hot. I dunno if the heat wore me out more than the fight. Yeah. That fishface was a real animal wasn't he? Scaly green bastard. Never saw a fishface that strong. Damn near killed both of us. Those damn fishfaces are getting bigger and uglier every year. It's the damn air, Dyznee, I tell ya. Same damn air that made this ugly slimy thing grow on my chest here. Looks like I'm carrying a load of seaweed on my chest, huh? Guess if it grows to cover up my face I'll be a fishface too. That wouldn't be very nice, now would it Dyznee? You don't want me to be a fishface! But you know, Dyznee, I haven't felt real good for a few moons now. Especially when the wind comes out from the south, over from the M-ia-m-ee Lights. I get chills and start shaking all over even though I'm sweating in this heat. Dyznee? What is this? O-li-v-es. They're green. Do you think they went bad? They've got this red thing in the middle of them all. You figure they're worms, Dyznee? I dunno about this. Lemme try one first in case it's bad. Hmm. No. Not bad at all Dyznee. If those things are worms they are real tasty. O-li-v-es. Nice. Real Nice. I'm glad we have one, two, three, four. Four cases of O-li-v-es. Damn near drowned pulling them all up from down there at C-ry-s-ta-ll P-a-l-ac-e-ia all the way to up here. Got my arm caught in the metal of the C-ry-s-ta-ll P-a-l-ac-e-ia dome on the way up. Almost ran out of breath before I broke free. But it was worth it. Oh yeah. O-li-v-es. Yum. Want one? Nah. All you want is your Be-ef I-a-ms. I can see that. Well, eat away boy. We'll need our strength. Both of us will. That's for sure. Hold on, Dyznee. I wanna pull some of these cases over in front of that window there. Don't want any of those fishfaces to see us from the Si-t-i-all. Hey, Dyznee. Come and look at this! Isn't that a sight. You can still see a bit of the sunset and the M-ia-m-ee Lights are just as clear as in the middle of the night! Isn't that something. Look Dyznee! Look. Right through the red of the sunset, you can see the green of the M-ia-m-ee Lights! Look at that glow. Really amazing, isn't it, Dyznee? Red and green. Wow. Nice. Just like these O-li-v-es. Red and green O-li-v-es and a red and green sunset. Beautiful. My grampa told me that you couldn't always see the M-ia-m-ee Lights from here. The M-ia-m-ee had lights before the mushroom but they weren't so bright. And they weren't green. Grampa told me that there were three million people living in the M-ia-m-ee, all nice and dry. No, Dyznee, I dunno what a million is either. But it's lots. Lots of people. Not even the fishfaces can live in the M-ia-m-ee now. Nothing. Not even fish! Not even clams. Nothing at all. Grampa said that when he was born in J-u-pi-t-re Beach. Or something like that. I thought it was a planet, Dyznee, not a beach, but he said it was halfway between here and the M-ia-m-ee Lights. That was in the dry time. He said that when he was young he couldn't see the M-ia-m-ee Lights even from this J-u-pi-t-re Beach place. Then the mushroom happened. Grampa said you could see the big bright mushroom from there, and there was a big wind that blew down everything in that J-u-pi-t-re Beach. Then starting that night he said you could see the M-ia-m-ee Lights. Real bright. Then he said that it got hotter and hotter. Even hotter than now. Hard to believe that it could get any hotter than this, huh, Dyznee? And then the water came. And the dry time was over. He told me that he heard that there are towers like this one in some of the M-ia-m-ee and they are still dry, but nobody can get close enough to find out. Nobody can get anywhere close to any of the mushroom places, J-a-ck-s-on-vi-l-li-a, or T-a-mp-i-a or any of those. I loved it when Grampa would tell me all those stories. Grampa was a really nice old man. Tough old man, though. Really tough. See this? Broke this tooth on his thighbone. Toughest meat I ever ate. Real stringy and full of gristle. No, don't feel bad, Dyznee. I'm sorry you didn't get any of Grampa, but that was before I came here. I didn't even know you then. Hey, Dyznee? Remember when we first met? Yeah. It was raining really black rain that day. Stickier than usual. Yeah. You were here staying high and dry and you almost bit my hand off when I first swam up! But then we became friends. Good friends. Me and Dyznee! Dyznee The Dog. The best dog in all of Dyznee W-o-rl-d-ah. Named you after this place. And it's become our home. Together Forever. Me and Dyznee! I'm glad the dry people built this part with all the spiky towers and turrets all nice and high above the waves. Not much else sticks out of the water this far, except for all those strange things all the way to the south, like the white dimpled dome... but that's full of fishfaces... wouldn't wanna go there! I like it here in our turret. It's nice and high and dry. Wouldn't have done us any good if it was short and underwater like the rest of the buildings, would it, Dyznee? Not unless we were fish! Ha! That's a good one. Me and Dyznee being fish. Ha! Me and Dyznee The Dogfish! Hahaha. That's really fun... Hey, Dyznee? Did you hear that? Yeah. It was bubbles. I'm sure of it. Bubbles from underneath there. Ssshh. Dyznee. I'm gonna go check. It might be nothing. Or it might be fishfaces from their nest over in the S-pa-is M-au-nt-ai-in. Hope I can swim with this damn broken leg. Just stay here, boy. Guard the food. Don't let the fishfaces get it. I'll be right back, Dyznee. I love you, Dyznee. I'll be right back."
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