Saturday, June 22, 2013

DAY 22: Up All Night

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Today’s Prompt:
Shh! Hear that?” “I didn’t hear anything.”
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Word Count: 1,037

                “Shh! Hear that?”
                “I didn’t hear anything.”
                “Listen.”
                “I did. There’s nobody out there.”
                “Shh! Just listen for a minute, okay?”
                “I told you, there’s nothing.”
                “Yeah, but ain’t that strange?”
                “How do you mean?”
                “There ought to be somebody out there.”
                “So, let’s make a break for it. Better now than later.”
                “What? Are you out of your mind? You trying to get us both killed?”
                “I don’t see nobody out there.”
                “They might be hiding; like trying to call us out.”
                “Way I see it, either us or them is gonna come out in the end. One of us is gonna tired of playing hide and seek, or get hungry or just damn sick for home.”
                “My point exactly. That’s when we get in and hit ‘em hard then make for the exit,”
                “Why the hell do we gotta get them? I thought we was supposed to hide from them?”
                “Tide has turned; it’s a whole different game, right now.”
                “Different? How is anything different?
                “They know.
                “Everybody gotta know something, sometime.”
                “They know we’re here.”
                “Big deal. We know they are there, too. What has that got to do with the price of oil in Bakassi?”
                “We’re hiding. Have you forgotten so soon?”
                “The hell we are. So are they.
                “I’ve got a plan.”
                “Another plan? What happened to the last one?”
                “This one’s better, you’ll see.”
                “Oh?”
                “What do you mean oh? This is the part you’re supposed to say, ‘Bring it on, bro,’ encourage me for a change.”
                “Do we have any other options?”
                “What other options, do you mean?”
                “Like ‘Don’t bring it on, bro,’ for example?”
                “I ought to have your tongue, dummy, for running your mouth like that.”
                “Ouch! What you gotta do that for? What the hell you smacking me for when you is the one talking shit?”
                “Quit fooling around and listen up. Damn, what is that stink?”
                “My bad. But don’t you worry about it; the wind’s gonna flush it away in a jiffy.”
                “Where have you been all your life? In a cave?”
                “Sorry, I tried to hold it.”
                “Don’t you touch me. Why the hell you gatto act up every damn time we make a jaunt?”
                “I wasn’t acting up. I released excess air. Forget about that, this plan of yours gonna work? I really gotta be home before dark.”
                “Should have thought about that before you came out here without a Plan B.”
                “Hey, don’t take your stress out on me. ‘Sides, you are the think tank, ain’t you? It’s your fault we’re stuck in this rut.”
                “I didn’t hear you say that.”
                “I better get moving looks like you used up your best ideas.”
                “Sit your ass down, jigger.”
                “Let me out this mutha, we’re sitting ducks sticking around nurturing muscle cramps.”
                “What else can we do?”
                “We can get the hell out of here?”
                “You’re trying to blow us both out of the water. Is that what you want? You don’t want an A anymore?”
                “No. That was you all the way. I wanted a B.”
                “Way I see it, ain’t none of us getting anything but an F if we don’t stick to the plan like glue.”
                “Seems we’re stuck with your plan again.”
                “Soon as Sherlock Holmes there gets that dog of his around the corner…”
                “Oh shucks.”
                “Will you just listen to me, dude? Like I was saying, when that security personnel rides wide with Scooby Doo…”
                “Tell me, is that a leftover from Plan A or the highpoints of Plan B?”
                “What damn difference does it make if it’s Plan C or Plan Z? As soon we can persuade that class act to roam wide…”
                “Ain’t nobody moving but us until 7 A.M. in the morning, at least.”
                “How come you know so much about the damn situation, Samwise?”
                “Because I did a stake out job before tonight, you asked me to, remember? That security stays there all night long till morning light.”
                “Why the hell didn’t you just say so?”
                “I tried to tell you but you were occupied with your tongue and so into your hiding business I dared not interfere with something so trivial.”
                “I guess that means our ass is stuck, tonight.”
                “No, we got an option.”
                “You don’t say; what exactly would that be?”
                “We can walk right through this wall of flowers and hand ourselves over.”
                “Come here, knucklehead, I’m gonna teach you real life lessons; you never turn yourself in unless you’re caught in the act. Do you understand me?”
                “Cool, that means we gon’ sleep in the brushes tonight with the skies as our ceiling. Man, that’s some romantic shit; I wish I had my girl by my side.”
                “You don’t have a girl and nobody’s sleeping out here, not in these bushes. Things might come out. We gatto find a way to get that guy distracted.”
                “If you was thinking of busting some windowpane, forget it. There’s security up there, they gon’ handle it just fine. His ass is not leaving the entrance. He’s got his orders.”
“Think. For once in your stuck-up life, think. You might be surprised what will happen to you.”
                “Ain’t nothing happening down here but nightfall… and mosquitoes. We used up our chances. Should have gone in when I cued you.”
                “And then what? Get caught?”
                “My option is still open though.”
                “Which is?”
                “Hand ourselves in.”
                “Dude, you wanna get shipped off to the tank? You don’t wanna see your mama again in a long time?”
                “Okay, I’ve had about enough of your crap about getting caught. I’m going in.”
                “What?”
                “Think you need that A as badly as I need the B?”
                “I guess so.”
                “This ain’t time for thinking, soldier. Let’s take ‘em down!”
                “Hey! Wait a freaking sec. What’s gotten into you? What are you doing?”
                “Saving your life and getting you that A, throw in a B for me somewhere down the line.”
                “Not like that. Wait up, we need a plan.”
                “I already got mine.”
                “You’re gonna get us both expelled. Don’t do it, you crazy fool.”
                “Nope, ain’t happening. Been trying to tell you all along; security over there’s been expecting me. He’s my big brother.”


Eneh Akpan
June 22, 2013


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