In the eternal place-between-places where evil spirits live, Maqamymnon had high hopes for the meeting.
He entered the office and sat. On the desk, the little sign read “Mr. Pallioptryx, Spirit Recruiter.” The oily ball of multicolored light bobbed in greeting. “Welcome Brother.”
“Thanks for seeing me.”
“How can I help you?”
“I miss Egypt. Perhaps a nice mummy assignment?”
Pallioptryx tapped at his computer. “Let’s see. Evil car position?”
Maqamymnon groaned. “Please. My Christine days are over.”
“Ah! I see there’s a mummy slot available in Cairo.”
Maqamymnon practically leaped out of the chair. “Egypt? I’ll take it!”
“Excellent. Your goals?”
“Oh, find a beautiful human reporter. Tell her she’s the reincarnation of some Egyptian princess, then marry her against her will.”
“Mmm hmm.”
“And of course, destroy the human world.”
“Excellent! I’ll process you now.”
Moments later he arrived on Earth in the object, excited to take over the world. He could only do that in human flesh. That was crucial. Wood or metal forms had little real power.
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Young Brandon loved the wooden Egyptian mummy toy his father bought, even if it was made in China. Still, he was surprised they found it in…Cairo, Illinois.
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Written for Sunday Photo Fiction: https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2018/03/18/sunday-photo-fiction-march-18th-2018/
Author’s notes:
And yes, there really is a Cairo, Illinois:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cairo,_Illinois
The spirit is not going to enjoy this. Good fun.
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No he is not. And when he finally escapes the toy, he’s going to have a few choice words for the recruiter. 😉
Thanks Iain!
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Best laid plans and all that.
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…of Mice and Mummies. 😉
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Uh-oh — Maq is not going to be happy when he figures out what bureaucratic snafu they pulled this time!
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Oh he’s going to be livid. He can escape it though, if he’s released when the wooden mummy burns in fire. It’s just a bloody shame though that the boy loves taking his toys out in the fishing boat…and clumsily dropping them in the water… 😉
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Oh no, it gets worse and worse for poor Maq! He had such a simple request, too. 😉
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😀
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Maq should be okay unless the dog gets hold of him 😀
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Hehe. 🙂
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very fun and loved the “Cairo, Illinois”
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Hehe. Glad to hear it. Thank you kindly! 🙂
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🙂
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Don’t you find it irritating that (in)Human Resources can mess up the simplest things, like when a chap just wants to ‘destroy the human world’.
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I know. It’s shocking. Why can’t simple, and common, desires be met without such difficulty? 😀
Thanks, EA.
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Ha ha ha, chances are that young Brandon is going to end up breaking Maq much before he can break the world! And all because of the damn HR Consultant.
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I’d say so. Brandon isn’t known to be easy on his toys. He might even accidentally fall into the wood-chipper… 😉
Thanks kindly for the visit. 🙂
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Dude, how are you not out there writing comedy? That’s my first response.
Second response: whoa, excellent story. Oops, Cairo, Illinois? Who knew?
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I’ve thought about it. Who knows. I may pursue that.
I grew up in Illinois and knew about Cairo. As a kid I always thought the newscasters had made a mistake. 😉
Thanks Sascha!
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