Short Stories

A Strange Request

"Do you remember that carnival I went to, where I sprained my ankle?" I asked my girlfriend, Cassandra. Nodding her head, "Well let me tell you that it was the most awkward event I've ever been to in my entire life, and I've been to some awkward shit." Confused and creasing her eyebrows I lifted up my finger signalling for her to wait, "Let me explain why......"

The air smelled like apples and I was filled with a eerie feeling. The first thing that I noticed as I passed through the entry drapes was the fully grown sassafras in the center of the carnival. Having another look around the carnival I noticed two elderly men across the room from each other glaring like there was no tomorrow, "There must've been some type of controversy between them," I thought. Just as I was about to look for a seat a strange women walked passed me towards the piano wearing a mask and a trenchcoat. As she reached her destination she whispered a request in the juvenile looking pianists ears. Giving her a brief nod, the lady turned and did a little twirl right before she took a seat right across from me. Following her steps I took the seat nearest to me and sat down, even if the chair looked like it had been through oxidation. Stretching his fingers the pianist started playing the song "Kill BIll", which caused many others, including myself, to look at the pianist in confusion. Slowly the lady started to stand up and taking off her mask along with her trenchcoat to reveal..... Uma Thurman!!!!! She was looking straight at me, grabbed the chair that she was sitting in and threw it straight at me yelling, "I told you that I would find you Beatrix!!" In great pain I yelled, "I'm not Beatrix!!" Laying on the ground Uma started getting closer until I heard her whisper, "Shit, I'm sorry," and ran out as fast as she could.

Cassandra burst out and laugh which caused me to feel insulted, "What it's true, I promise." "No, I believe you, but you won't believe it. I was there at that carnival and I remember laughing my ass off when that happened." I started to laugh, "Well, what a coincidence." Grabbing her hand, I planted a kiss on her forehead, "I guess that means we're meant for eachother." "I guess," and leaning in I kissed Cassandra, the love of my life, who saw me get hit by Uma Thurman.