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Pastimes : Muffy's Story: A Short Story Game for Would Be Authors -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: flickerful who wrote (248)	8/6/1998 3:32:00 PM
From: TEDennis	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 766

... the voice that rang out belongs to ... who else ... Tony Blair! Muffy recognized him from news clippings. Apparently, the door had been hard to open because Tony's chair was leaned against it. When Chuck pushed the door hard to get it open, Tony fell off the chair and broke his arm. While the worried restaurant owner called the paramedics, the cashier comforted Tony. Meanwhile, Chuck and Muffy located an open booth and sat down across from each other. They gazed at each other over the glasses of ice water that the waitress delivered along with the menus. Finally, Chuck realized how hungry he was. After all, he hadn't eaten since Mike Wallace bought breakfast for the whole crew earlier that day. Chuck glanced down at his menu. The romantic spell broken for the time being, Muffy also reviewed her menu. "Hmmmm, what's this?", she wondered. "Looks like tabasco sauce. Well, I can just scrape it off with my fingernail." As she was busy scraping, her finger slipped and she got a nasty paper cut from the side of the menu. "Ouch! That hurts!" yelled Muffy. The policeman who had been sitting at the counter drinking coffee and eating ... what else? ... a donut, immediately turned around and jumped off his stool. "OK, wise guy. That's enough of that!" he said to Chuck. "We can't have any abusive situations in this story." Chuck was surprised by the policeman's quick movements and reacted as any good kick boxer would do. He quickly slid down under the table, caught the policeman's leg with his left foot, kicked up high, and floored the cop all in one smooth motion. The cop's partner had witnessed all this, and immediately drew his revolver. Aiming it directly at Chuck's handsome forehead, he said "OK, buddy. Don't make me use this! Now, calm down and we can get this all straightened out." Muffy was stunned. Her hunk of a man had attacked a policeman? How unsavory! How antisocial! How illegal! She got up quickly and ran out of the restaurant so she wouldn't get sent to jail with Chuck. "Phew, that was close!" muttered Muffy momentarily. A limo came to a screeching halt on the street in front of her. [Editor1: Of course it was on the street. You don't think the limo would be on the sidewalk, do you?] [Editor2: The author just said that to be more descriptive, you fool! After that "ringing voice" episode, they've tried to draw more precise pictures. It's your fault, you know.] [Editor1: Oh, yeah?] [Thread moderator: Break it up, guys ... who's in the limo?] Muffy tried to peer into the limo's windows, but as is the case with many of them, the windows were tinted so dark that is was impossible to do so. As she bent over to get a closer look, a street urchin on inline skates rolled by and stole her pocketbook right out of her hands. Muffy shrieked "Get that kid! He stole my purse!" The limo door opened, and out stepped ...