Written for the Friday Fictioneers. A story, about a curious experience with an alien hunting party, begins after the photo.
Genre: Science Fiction/Humor
Photo by: Madison Woods
Hunting Party
I stood beside the hunter, Raymond Bleist, looking at the dead Wolverscorpion in the sunshine of Ansinoma V. The name is the creature’s best description. It took six shots to bring the monster down. One of the gangly natives, Hu’runtu, began removing the innards with a stick.
“Male or female?” I asked.
“They’re all males,” growled Bleist.
“But then, how…?”
Hu’runtu began eating the gooey mass as though he were starving.
Cooly, Bleist withdrew his pistol, and shot Hu’runtu in the head.
“What the hell?” I screamed.
Bleist said, “Nothing can resist eating Wolverscorpion testicles.”
“So…?”
“How do you think they reproduce?”
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Woohoo! I’m back from the Philippines and writing at my trusty computer. My fingers were developing the characteristic twitch of someone addicted to writing. I must state though, I’m not a writing addict. Addicts go to WA. 😉 Each week, the Friday Fictioneers join for a wild and wooly week of wringing their hands at the keyboard for flash fiction up to 100 words long. Look here for more exciting stories: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/08/27/29-august-2014/
EagleAye
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Nice a nd gooey story for your return. Hope you had a good time when you were there
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Hehe. After weeks of eating unusual foods, this one just naturally flowed. I had a terrific time, and thank you! 🙂
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Excellent
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what a feast. but, seriously, i have to pass. 🙂
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Uh yeah, I think I will too. 😉
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Thank goodness Bleist knew the truth! Sad that the native had to die. I’m thinking your trip might inspire a few more stories from your fertile imagination 😀
I have a pen friend in the Philippines; we started writing to each other when we were in junior high school.
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Yep. The only thing worse than shooting the alien in the head, was NOT shooting him in the head. You can be sure this trip will inspire something. This is my third trip to the Phils, so now you can imagine where some of my ideas come from. Shey and I started off as pen-pals, albeit internet ones. It’s a lot of fun, isn’t it?
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Dear Eric, Great story! Very clever form of birth control and works every time! Nan 🙂
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Haha! Costs less than a condom too. Thanks so much, Nan! 🙂
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Eric, You’d think they’d develop some kind of mouth patch or something. That’s a really nasty habit, not to mention fatal. Very creative take on the prompt. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
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Perhaps they should all wear a muzzle? If the stuff is irresistible they might have to. The “cure” is rather too final, I’d say. Thanks so much, Susan! 🙂
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Dear Eric,
Welcome back. I understand that twitch. I was only gone five days. 😉 Although I did have my netbook with me so I had something to write on.
That last question…how do you suppose they reproduce? I don’t even want to think about it. Puts ooh in eeeeeeeew. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle. My tablet was there, but without internet, I couldn’t get to the writing prompts. *twitch twitch*
That picture really lended itself some eeww eeww moments. I just couldn’t resist. Thanks so much for stopping in!
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Good one!
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Thanks Ted! 🙂
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Balls, said Hu’runtu . If I had two, I’d be a Wolverscorpion.
Randy
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Haha! Nice. 🙂
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Ick. Messy, messy, messy. This sounds like a no-win situation.
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Imagine feeling compelled to *gag* eat it. Yuk! Getting shot in the head afterward is a strong case for a mercy killing.
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I think I’d have rather been shot before I ate it!
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Haha! I know, right? He should’ve been quicker on the trigger.
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Double yuk! Glad you had a good trip. I’ll tell you a secret: you can actually write on something called paper with things called pens and pencils. 🙂
janet
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Really? Did they just invent those pen and pencil thingees? 😉 Thanks much, Janet. It’s good to be back.
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That pic itself is very nauseating. What is this i could not understand. But your take is very creative but …..
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Okies. I have no idea what that is in the pic either. I sense the there is some confusion. If you know there is no female wolverscorpion the automatic question is: how do they reproduce? Well, the male’s testicles are irresistible to eat, which means the DNA embeds in the host that just ate the testicles, and the host becomes a wolverscorpion. Gruesome, eh? That’s why the alien guide got shot.
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OMG! How your mind works. Humorous and if you don’t mind sometimes wicked also. but very funny. Thanks for explaining.
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Well, Yuck! I, too, wondered how they reproduced. Now I know. Bravo!
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Those aliens can be really tricky sometimes. I try to keep folks informed. 😉 Thanks so much!
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