Diddums!

Kingspost

The sign said Pirate Parking Only. If you weren't a pirate, you'd be scuttled away at your own expenses. Diddums!

OK, fair enough, thought the Captain of the pirate ship.

But the truth was that he had to prove his pirate status.

He took the opportunity and started bragging.

Oh, we looted a Spanish galleon. Prove it. OK, we have these jewels of the Spanish Crown. Prove they're not forgeries. They're not forgeries! Prove it.

Infuriated, the Captain said "You, son of a biscuit eater!", but the result was only laughter. He would definitely have to work on his insults.

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Basic

 

Hattuse City

There's nothing basic about a statue that is crumbling. There's actually an overwhelming feeling of panic when the darn thing starts disintegrating as soon as you pick it up.

Why did I have to be the one, he thought. So many people in this expedition and this thing had to fall apart in my hands. It's not fair. He wanted to be promoted and now he would be blamed for a catastrophic destruction of a national treasure. In his defense, this stupid statue had been buried for hundreds of years. It was time's fault.

Did he get fired? Basically, yes.

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Mustard Yellow

 

Milk Wood

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That was it. A color reduced to a strange combination of letters and numbers.

The universe is made of numbers, his Math teacher told him, that's the universal language.

And he hated that because he wanted the universe to be made of words. He wanted the universe to be made of stories. He loved stories!

When a fellow student asked the teacher how we could communicate with aliens, the teacher said "With numbers".

He yelled and said "No, no! They'll want to know our stories!"

The Math teacher looked at him and said "But we already know your stories".

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Mass

 

Island of Lost Dreams

He scribbled on a small piece of paper.

The church was dark and empty. But he didn't feel lonely. He never felt lonely. The automatic on his back was more than enough.

He scribbled some more on the paper.

Then he placed it in his pocket. They'll find it.

A few people started to arrive. He had 10 minutes to change his mind.

The church was dark and the voices became vaguely irritating.

One bullet was all he needed.

But the voices of joy... This annoying cheerfulness...

He did have more than one bullet.

That's when he changed his mind.

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