Thursday, October 29, 2009

The QOTV



The Queen Of The Vampires fails to make the cheerleading squad because she is not perceived as being "perky."

She has another problem as well--

She makes a friend, they seem cool, she bites the friend, they become immortal, yadda yadda;

Then after a while, she is in a different space, they've grown in different directions,

And the friend becomes a little tiresome but still has to be invited to parties, whatever, and this goes on forever,

Because the friend has been made eternal,

Blah.


The Queen Of The Vampires' boyfriend senses her fragile mood

And takes her to an Italian restaurant.

Garlic, duh, and so she has to stagger outside and have a ciggie while sitting on the curb.

"I'm sorry," he says, his cloth napkin hanging stupidly from his throat.

"Please fuck off," says the QOTV, but her voice is such

That she can tell you to eat shit and die and it sounds so sweet, so pleasing,

That you end up wanting to kiss her.


The QOTV can change shape at will--

She becomes a panther and glides across the street into the Sav-Mart lot

Where she

Leaps into a truck being loaded with junk by some dark-haired chick.

The QOTV knocks the paper sacks back out, one by one, then stares at the woman with her unsettling yellow eyes.

Leaving the ice cream to melt on the pavement,

Dark Haired Chick gets in, starts the engine, and drives them in companionable silence directly to

Danny's Coffee Shop in Norman.


They walk in and grab a spot.

When the waitress arrives, the QOTV draws back like an upside-down "U" or a big black bad-tempered accordion.

The waitress is God.

"Relax, She's here all the time," says Dark Haired Chick, then adds, "Try the Pumpkin Spice."


The Queen Of The Vampires shreds her side of the booth with her fearsome claws, then settles in.

Although it is not what she normally drinks, she orders what The Chick suggested.


While they are waiting, the little bell above the door jingles

And a bunch of blonde cheerleaders blow in, jabbering like mad.

Dark Haired Chick and The Queen Of The Vampires just look at each other.

What were those girls saying, just now?

Neither of them knows.

(They don't speak a word of Perkinese).

___________

16 comments:

Riot Kitty said...

Hee hee!

mac said...

The chick with dark hair is lucky indeed. Did I mention I like lady vampires ?

Steve E. said...

I really love your garden of words, Shay. Even though tonight I don't feel so "perky" either...and I certainly don't speak "Perkinese"..jabba, jabba, yadda, yadda, jabba, yadda!

(I can write it, though --grin!)

PEACE!

spottedwolf said...

giggle snort, is the QOTV bored ?

Shadow said...

oh, a glimpse into your marvellous world...

Dulce said...

hee hee. That world of yours is becoming more and more intriguing to me- that queen...

ellen abbott said...

OK, I really like this one. And that last line, ha! Made me laugh out loud.

Daryl said...

Like why not?

K said...

I have three older sister who were cheerleaders in high schools.

They really do talk in a language all their own.

Mama Zen said...

Thank you. Just, thank you.

Scarlet said...

Thank God you're not the perky, cheerleader type, Shay! You are the Queen of the Night, Chica!

Cloudia said...

you are seriously talentedtwisted.
seriously.

now i REALLY hope you like my book!



Aloha, Friend!


Comfort Spiral

Kay said...

haha where do you come up with this? your imagination runnith wild! absolutely love it! :)

Pouty Lips said...

"Companionable silence" is a rare surprise. It's nice not having to fill every second with senseless chatter.

Perky cheerleaders do not exist in my world. End of story.

Vesper said...

Perkinese... :-) :-) :-) Yeah, quite unbearable. :-)

But I love certain vampires...

Shawna said...

"That she can tell you to eat shit and die and it sounds so sweet, so pleasing, That you end up wanting to kiss her." (What a gift.)

"Dark Haired Chick gets in, starts the engine, and drives them in companionable silence directly to Danny's Coffee Shop in Norman." (Oh wow, this sounds like bliss.)

I like the image of God as a waitress hanging out at the coffee shop, serving pumpkin spice (yum) to vampires (yum).

I sure thought the cheerleaders were going to get eaten, or at least shredded, at the end.

Super cool. I love seeing the beginning of their relationship. Are there more stories about them between October 2009 and today?