Tuesday, May 20, 2008

"It's the sun's fault" Part 2

Sometime between the hours of five and six o'clock A.M. Eastern time, the dawn came.

The sky went from an inky purple to a rich orange. The Sun was making his way around the globe just like he did every morning.

He loved traveling over the oceans best. This particular morning, he was greeted by a team of dolphins.

As he approached the east coast of North America, he heard a shout.

"Mr. Sun!" a young man on a bike shouted. "Mr. Sun, I need to serve you!"

This was odd. Most people didn't directly address the Sun. Curious, he sent out his essence in glowing, human form to the Earth.

The Sun softly landed upon the gravel of a parking lot. The young man shielded his eyes with his arm and approached the bright figure before him.

"These are for you," he said as he handed over a sealed envelope. "Consider yourself served."

The young man hopped on his bike and rolled off.

The Sun, now extremely curious for he had never been given typed letters before (long gone were the days of sacrificing things in the name of Apollo), read the papers with confusion.

"I'm being taken to court," he wondered aloud, "for causing skin damage, mental anguish and for wreckless environmental endangerment?"

The Sun plopped down on the ground and crossed his legs. "What in the hell is wrong with these people?"

As he stared off into the distance, a watery humanoid emerged from the nearby ocean. The Sea had witnessed the odd interaction and wanted to talk to his friend.

"Is that what I think it is?" asked the Sea. "Is some human trying to take you to mortal court?"

"Bizarre, isn't it?"

"How is it even possible?" The Sea took the paper from the Sun and skimmed it with his eyes. He looked up and stared blankly at his glowing buddy.

About fifty feet from the duo, a whirlwind occurred and a womanly figure made of moving dust particles and debris stepped out. The Wind approached.

"These humans get dumber and dumber every century," she inferred.

"This is truly terrible," said another figure of dirt, Mother Earth. "They're stupid enough to wipe out existence as we know it."

The Sun looked around at his fellow Elements. "What am I going to do."

They all stood silently for a moment. Then the wind whispered as she blew away, "Get a lawyer."

2 comments:

Ashley said...

this is awesome! can't wait for part 3. are you going to publish this?

Anonymous said...

brilliant