My blogging buddy, Anita Marie, over at Searching for the Toxic Baby, challenged a bunch of us in our writers’ group to a two week writing contest. Everyday one of us will lob out a prompt and we each have until midnight to write a response. The first prompt of the Write Time challenge is to take a movie character and make him or her our arch-nemesis. Here is my response:
A Stranger in the Living Room
Lorelei placed her tablet device on the table. It would take a few minutes for the movie to download to it so she went off to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee. Her plan was to spend a quiet afternoon curled up with her device and watch her newest film purchase.
As she put the filter in the coffee maker, she heard a loud crash. She raced back into the living room.
She froze in place and stared at the strange man standing in her living room. She instinctively looked towards the baseball bat that she kept near her front door just for occassions like this.
“Don’t move, Dr. Spalko. You make one move towards that bat, you’ll be sorry.”
Lorelei gasped. It couldn’t be. Not HIM.
“You’re…you’re….,” she stammered.
“Cat gotcha tongue, doll-face?” He motioned her to move away from the bat with the barrel of his Webly revolver which he held in his hand.
“Um, just put the gun down. I’m not who you think I am.”
“Right. Just who do I think you are?”
“You think I’m Dr. Irina Spalko.”
“No… you’ve got it all wrong. I’m Lorelei. I live here. This is my apartment.”
The man glanced around. A slight furrow showed in his forehead.
“No, it’s another one of your mind tricks.”
“Where do you think you’re at? What year?”
“Okay, doll. I’ll play along. In New Mexico, 1957.”
“No, we’re in California and it’s 2013.”
“You’re full of it, Spalko!”
Lorelei eyed the tablet on the coffee table.
“What’s that? Another new KGB device?”
“No, it’s..it’s… let me show you.”
“Fine.” She reached over and picked up the device.
“Look”. Lorelei tapped the face of the device and the video display opened. The opening credits of the film began to roll by.
“Wait! That’s me!” he cried. “What the hell is this!?” He lowered his weapon and made a grab for the device. Lorelei knocked the gun from his hand and kicked it out the way.
He made a move towards the gun, but she countered with a karate chop to his neck. He fell in a heap the carpet.
Lorelie brushed some hair out of her face and picked up her tablet which had fallen to the floor. She tapped the face of the device, pausing the film. Suddenly, the man and his gun vanished.
Lorelie thought for a minute and decided the best thing to do would be to delete the film from the device. So with a flick of her finger, the film Indiana Jones and the Kindgom of the Crystal Skull was history.
ljg (c) 2013