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Date Posted: 21:43:04 12/11/04 Sat
Author: Anonymous
Subject: A Worm in the Fruit Vert

It was many and many a year ago, in a kingdom by the sea. . .

"Tekeela! Tekeela!" Sue Ann, Tekeela's stepmother, cried from the colonial front porch, "Girl, what has gotten into you? Where did you run off to?"

Tekeela was hiding in the bushes beyond the lawn vert, comme on dit, her head in the clouds. She saw herself standing on a stage, glitter and white flowers everywhere, a crowd of people applauding her and a tiara being slowly placed on her head as the Man With The Microphone exclaimed, "And this is your 12 Year Old Miss Galaxical Beauty Vert Le Dècouvert Pagent Contest Winner!" The Crowd went wild, throwing roses and fifty dollar bills and themselves towards her. Tekeela saw herself curtsy gracefully, and stepped offstage into the world of flashing cameras and Princess Di-like glamour. Then, she could get enough money to become and actress, and she could get enough money to get servents for the house again, like grandpapy said there used to be, and she could hire the best doctors to cure grandpapy of his life-threatening pederosis, and she could--

"Tekeela, what have you been doing?" Her stepmother finally caught up to her. "I've been calling for twenty minutes. You need to clean them dishes so we have something to eat on tonight. God knows we ain't gonna eat them chicken pot pies on napkins now, right?"

Tekeela sighed and bowed her head in resignition. Another day of doing dishes. It was quite unbecoming for her, the starlet, to wash dishes. She went back to the old, corroding, white-washed mansion.

She was in the middle of drying the pans when grandpapy came in, waving an envelope. "Tekeela, look here, you got something in the mail." Tekeela ran up to him, giggling, "Well, give it here grandpapy, give it here!" Grandpapy kept the envelope aloft, and she had to reach up real high and push herself against him hard. Laughing, grandpapy gave her the letter, saying, "My, my, Tekeela, you've grown up. You're going to be stronger than me any day now. And you've grown into quite the beautiful lady." Then he gave her a Biblical Hug and said, "Well, go on, open it." She paused for a moment. Then, coulant un regard at grandpapy, she opened it, and started squealing.

"I got in! I got in!" She started dancing up and down. "I'm going to be in The Saturnalia Beauty Contest!"

* * * *

Tekeela had a hard time sleeping that night. Before she went to bed, she prayed to Jesus Christ to help her win the beauty contest, and she knew that He would help her win, because she knew Jesus loved her, and being the most beautiful girl in Innsesst county was her dream. But in her dreams that night, she saw something black and squirming, and it felt like half-melted Velveeta. It ran around her, and down her leg, it tickled her ear curled in the pit of her stomach. It wasn't something she could catch, but always remained at the tips of her fingers. Finally, she saw it in a moonlit corner of the dream-room she was in, and she pounced on it, when suddenly--

She woke up sweating a panting. It had scared her, the dream. She didn't know what to do about it. She prayed to Jesus to ask Him what she should do. Just thinking about Him calmed her down, and she could sleep. She had to get her beauty sleep. After all, tomorrow was the Saturnalia Beauty Contest. But she still shivered some, and wondered what it meant. When she caught the black, squirming thing in her sleep. . . she couldn't understand it. Why would she have a dream like that? What did it mean? Was God trying to tell her something? The wormy, squirming, the prune-juice smell . . . but when she caught it . . .

It had her face on it.

*********Part I
Let me know if you want to hear what happens to Tekeela, and the Worm she found.

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[> Re: A Worm in the Fruit Vert -- Anonymous, 17:33:32 12/15/04 Wed

Yes! Post the continuance please!


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[> [> Re: A Worm in the Fruit Vert -- Anonymous, 12:34:00 01/04/05 Tue

>Yes! Post the continuance please!

So where is the rest?


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