Saturday, July 9, 2011

Lady Maryland: Day Four

Early this morning, Lady Maryland left the docks of Provincetown and sailed through the Cape Cod Canal. She spent all day at sea, as the cadets learned about sea-related birds and how to tie proper knots.

Tonight, I am including in this blog a story the cadets wrote on anchor watch from two nights ago. Since each cadet has to be up for an hour each night keeping watch, this tradition was begun to make the time pass and keep the watchers awake! Each cadet writes a paragraph or so, and the next cadet on watch contunues the plot...the catch is that only the last sentence is revealed to the next writer. Thus, we have the first installment of CTY Trip #2 Silly Stories: "The Band's Adventure to Whale Country." [Note: The Band is an adventurous group of four finger puppets that are currently living on the Lady Maryland.]

One day, the Band was on the Lady Maryland. Suddenly, they heard a loud, strange noise. And then a loud splash. Falcor quickly jumped to conclusions that this was the Aflac duck and this would shape his future forever.

Small specks appeared in Falcor's vision abruptly after he was hit in the head by an apple from the sky.

The fuzzy spots slowly began to form recognizable figures. First a unicorn leaping out of the water on the back of a humpack, as he became more and more disoriented, Falcor woke up on the Lady Maryland and decided that his earlier conclusions may have long lasting consequences, but forever is a long time. It couldn't possibly change his life forever, could it...

It did change his life forever. On a Friday night, Thelonius and the rest of the Band were partying...

...until abruptly the glass windows shattered inwards and ten SWAT team members expertly rolled in. "Freeze!" they shouted in unison. Thelonius quickly finished his drink, shaken not stirred, and rolled to the left before they could react. As Thelonius threw his back against a concrete wall, he saw Falcor awkwardly hunched behind the bar. "Falcor!" he screamed as bullets flew all around them. "We need to use the music!" Falcor violently nodded his head and pulled out his instrument. The band saw his move and also began to play their instruments. The glass aquarium grew cracks larger and larger until...

...the water came. Caving in the glass, flooding the room, and possibly setting the wet room and the furniture (don't ask how...yet) on fire...

...This was puzzling, to say the least. They'd only ever heard of this enchanted fire-water in the fairy tales they heard back when they were merely furry tykes. What was this strange water? How did it come to be there? Of this, the band knew not, but they would stop at nothing to unravel the threads of this mystery. Thelonius, fearless leader and water expert that he was, exclaimed, "My esteemed band, tonight, we put all doubts of our majesty to rest; we must fight the fire-water!"

Thelonius retired to his dressing room, put his head in his hands in a moment of anguish. He knew they could never survive, not all of them. He hoped that if any member of the band were to fall it would be him. He couldn't live with knowing he had led them to defeat. Falcor entered quietly, rested his hand on Thelonius' shoulder and spoke to him, "Do not fear, this is not the first battle we have won together, nor will it be the last." Thelonius stood up and prepared to destroy the fire-water.

He packed food, beverages, and weapons to destroy the fire-water. He left the next morning early without telling the Band. With his private jet plane that flew silently, he headed to Long Island Sound. Everyone believed that was where it all started. When he landed in a hour, he was told by a police officer because he put the plane in a spot where you couldn't put it. Thelonius didn't want to waste time, so he punched the police officer. He hid the body behind a bush, then flew to a different spot, closer to Long Island Sound. He then ran to LIS. When he got there, he saw fire-water waiting for him.

All of a sudden, Thelonius couldn't remember why he needed fire-water. It was so wonderful and pretty, that he couldn't remember anything. He looked brainwashed as he took a plane back to Beavertown, Peru. When he waked in empty-handed the band got very mad and shouted at Thelonius. But after a few days, the band couldn't stay mad at each other. They went on a whale-watching tour and saw many whales.

The End.

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