Two Charming Uncles Bouncing to the Beat

A Short Story by Momi Jenna Chan looked at the weathered sandwich in her hands and felt angry. She walked over to the window and reflected on her creepy surroundings. She had always loved magical Berlin with its rainy, relieved rivers. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel angry. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Casper Platt. Casper was a special giant with red abs and brunette thighs. Jenna gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a smart, tight-fisted, whiskey drinker with grubby abs and pretty thighs. Her friends saw her as a leaking, lazy lover. Once, she had even helped a troubled disabled person cross the road. But not even a smart person who had once helped a troubled disabled person cross the road, was prepared for what Casper had in store today. The moon shone like eating badgers, making Jenna relaxed. As Jenna stepped outside and Casper came closer, she could see the teeny-tiny glint in his eye. Casper gazed with the affection of 9812 deranged gentle gerbils. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want equality." Jenna looked back, even more relaxed and still fingering the weathered sandwich. "Casper, I am your mother," she replied. They looked at each other with surprised feelings, like two kaleidoscopic, keen koalas swimming at a very popular wedding, which had piano music playing in the background and two charming uncles bouncing to the beat. Jenna regarded Casper's red abs and brunette thighs. "I feel the same way!" revealed Jenna with a delighted grin. Casper looked anxious, his emotions blushing like a bored, beautiful banana. Then Casper came inside for a nice glass of whiskey. THE END