Gone Fishing – Sunday Photo Fiction

Continued from a previous story, here. This is written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Love the historically important pic, Alastair! A story about creative thinking begins after the photo.

Genre: Steampunk/Humor

Photo by: Alastair Forbes

Gone Fishing

Arteigna’s hair was matted with sweat. Her dress was torn and her breaths came quick.

She smiled and nuzzled Hansen’s cheek as they lay on the airship’s charting table. Their passionate celebration of their new found freedom left both exhausted and sweaty. She wondered dreamily if he was as tired as it seemed. Knocking at the airship’s cockpit door nixed the thought. Hansen hurriedly pulled his pants up while Arteigna arranged her dress more appropriately.

Hansen opened the door and admitted the XO (eXecutive Officer), Hampton. He laid some dungarees on the charting table. “Fresh clothes for the lady, Captain. I hope the timing is acceptable. I did wait until the shouting stopped.”

Arteigna turned away with a sheepish smile.

“Well done, Hampton,” grinned Hansen. “Anything to report?”

“We’ve been out of fresh meat for a week, and the crew is grumbling. One other thing you’ll have to see for yourself.”

The trio trekked through narrow passageways. “We’re cruising low over the river Elbesson as you ordered, sir,” said Hampton.

“I know this river,” said Arteigna. “It has the best-tasting fish in the region. Cardinal Pinnacle banned fishing there so only he could eat the fish in it. Since then, hundreds of families went hungry.”

“Quite right, m’lady,” replied Hampton. “The Elbesson has become infested with Bull Sharks in the meantime. No one pulls them out anymore.”

They arrived at a lookout in the open air. Angrily, Hampton pointed below the airship. The ancient Cardinal Pinnacle had donned his life-support suit and tied himself to a mooring line. The murderer of nearly a million people scowled with menace, dangling 75 feet below.

“How did he survive? That monster is unkillable,” spat Arteigna.

Ever the cool thinker, Hansen said, “We just need to be more imaginative. XO? Would a fat Bull Shark count as fresh meat?”

“Indeed it would, Cap’n,” grinned Hampton, as shots rang out from the other end of the lookout. Marines leaned over the railing to fire at the universally despised Cardinal. “Belay that infernal plinking!” bellowed Hampton.

“But, sir!”

“You’re shooting at the bait!” Hampton shared a wicked smile with Hansen. “We’re going fishing, boys.”
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Each Sunday, Alastair Forbes presents an original photo as a writing prompt. All are welcome to join in on our voyages of the imagination. Here’s this week’s prompt: http://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2013/12/29/sunday-photo-fiction-december-29th-2013/

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I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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16 Responses to Gone Fishing – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Al says:

    Oh that will teach him. Maybe he should have stayed where he was and suffered the consequences there ;-D Great story there Eric

  2. J. Milburn says:

    Always have to appreciate a discrete XO…and fresh bait to provide for hungry troops ;) Great story!

    • EagleAye says:

      Hampton is one of the best. He has a creative, problem-solving mind like Hansen’s. The two recognize that sometimes one problem solves another. Thank you so much! I appreciate the visit as always.

  3. Joe Owens says:

    The best XO is the one who makes his commander look good. It is the way of success. I am interested to follow this. Can you tell me where the next installment will appear?

    • EagleAye says:

      Absolutely! You know your naval traditions. I wanted Hampton to be the classic example of an XO in the best traditions of C.S. Forester.

      I didn’t plan further installments for this, but it seems to be taking on a life of it’s own. So I imagine it may claw it’s way out of my imagination. Keep a close eye on Picture it & Write, Speakeasy at Yeah Write, and Write at the Merge, where I’m allowed enough words to explore these characters with the energy they deserve.

      Thanks so much for writing in and visiting!

      • Joe Owens says:

        I just read about Picture it and Write tonight while reading another part of your multi-part stories. I will have to check it out as well as Wrtie at the Merge.

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  5. Lyn says:

    Niiiice, Bull Sharks are particularly nasty little critters (or not so little) :-)

    • EagleAye says:

      Yup. They’re responsible for more attacks on humans than great white sharks. They can survive in freshwater rivers for a very long time, and they’re mean while there. There’s a followup to this story where we learn what happened during the fishing expedition.

      Good to see you on New Year’s day.

  6. tedstrutz says:

    This is a good story, Eric. Some fine Pulp Fiction. The photo looks like it could be in your ship.
    I read parts 1 & 3 first and now am looking forward to part 4.

    • EagleAye says:

      Thanks Ted! Your comment at part 3 had me laughing. :) There’s a number of steampunk airship art pieces out there. I was inspired. Part 4 will likely be available at the Moonshine Grid. Thanks for reading!

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