Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope you’ve had a good time doing . . . er . . . whatever you do on Valentine’s Day. Eating chocolate? Opening cards? I, for one, have been making heart-shaped red velvet cupcakes with old friends.
Enough chitchat, ladies! I wanted to share another story I did for IEW. It’s not my best writing, and it’s not serious (like, at all), but I had a lot of fun writing it and hope you’ll enjoy reading it, too. :)
The RumbUms of Bumstickle
Far, far away, nestled among the stars, is an astronomical object of great importance. If one squints at it for long enough, one will find that it is pale blue in color. If one knows enough about the astronomy, one will think that this object in the heavens is a star, burning and blazing at 100,000 fahrenheit . . . That it is, in fact, one of the hottest stars in existence, a star so hot that it is blue.
But it is not so.
The blue mystery among the stars is a planet, covered almost entirely in ocean. It is the planet Bumstickle, and it is where this story takes place.
Tucked away in a fancy cabin in the stern of the mighty and fierce pirate ship Sea Mama was a boy named Belshaz.
Belshaz was the Prince of the Pirates (under King Hoochewooche). He had been born upon the Sea Mama, lived upon the Sea Mama, and had never left the Sea Mama in all the fifteen years of his life. He had sea legs, a vast pirate vocabulary, and was prone to making rude bodily noises. But under all of his pirate-like swagger, Belshaz had a dream.
The Prince of the Pirates, son of King Hoochewooche and Queen Bellafattia, wanted to be an architect. Coating the walls of his private cabin were drawings upon drawings of elaborate ships and huts on stilts and even frowning mosaic gates.
Belshaz figured that a bard would be a good job, too. He could write poems about treacherous sea battles, or sing about sparkling booty discovered in the depths of monster-filled caves.
Unfortunately, he was sure that his parents wouldn’t approve of his dream. They wanted him to be an infamous pirate warlord who ruled all of Bumstickle with an iron hook and left no survivors.
He had locked himself up in his cabin so that he could draw architectural designs in peace. Belshaz was putting the finishing touches on the building plans for a maximum-security brig when something extremely heavy slammed into the cabin’s door.
“Ahoy, Belshazarrrr!” shouted the thing that had rammed against the door. It was Belshaz’s own father, King Hoochewooche, Ruler of the Pirates. “Open up, son!” he bellowed.
Belshaz quickly set a rusty metal plate on top of his drawing, to hide it from his father. Then he rushed over to the splintering wooden door and undid the lock. “Avast thar, ye salty sea monster o’ a dad!” he greeted in typical pirate speech, letting his father in.
King Hoochewooche thundered into the room, his heavy footfalls making the deck quake. “Greetin’s, son! Dinner gunna be ready in a minute. Th’ crew gunna be singin’ songs ‘o betrayal ‘n battles, laddie, ‘n ye won’t want to miss tha’.” He slapped his son on the back so hard that Belshaz couldn’t breathe for a second.
“Aye, Cap’n,” he wheezed when he’d gotten his breath back.
King Hoochewooche burped, filling the air with the molasses-mixed-with-alcohol stench of rum. He stared at his son for a while, likely imagining Belshaz as a fearsome pirate, as infamous and savage as Blackbeard.
Presently, someone aboard the ship hollered, “’Tis the hour for dinner! Where be th’ cap’n?”
King Hoochewooche, Ruler of the Pirates, captain of the ship Sea Mama, patted Belshaz on the back once again and charged out of the cabin. “Let th’ feastin’ begin!” he announced as the sweaty crew crowded around him.
“Yo-ho!” they cheered loudly (in the booming pirate fashion that they did everything in).
Belshaz grinned at the crew’s jolliness, mussing his wild orange hair. His cry of “Yo-ho!” mixed with the sailors’ as he burst out of his room and joined the feast.
While the pirates devoured tough hardtacks, sweet mead, and salted beef, a muscular man named McFarty (who had a serious B.O. problem) began to tell an elaborate story about how he had escaped the deadly grasp of the horrifying Kraken. No one believed him, of course, but the tale was as entertaining as always.
The pirates were about to begin a rocking dance across the deck, filled with stomps and burps and farts that were all in tune. Just before one of the scurvy sailors screamed “Yo-ho, let’s begin,” McFarty sidled up to Hoochewooche and asked, “Where’s that lass of yours, Cap’n? The Queen, the Sea Mama, the Beauty of Bumstickle? We’d all like to see her dance!”
The king’s laugh was loud enough to rival even the most tenacious wave. “My lass is down below, gettin’ the rum!” He slammed his bare, hairy foot against the smooth wooden deck, calling, “Bellafattia, me queen, what’s taking ye so long? The men are thirsty for rum!”
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There will be more parts, of course, but that’s where I’m stopping for now. :)
My co-op class exchanged valentines on Friday. The valentines that I made had Grumpy Cat glued to them. XD I was told by several classmates that my hilarious valentines “made my day” and that I “give the best valentines.” Everything they said is true.
Ahaha! This is awesome, Loren. XD I want to read more!
Your IEW stories are so interesting! I just remember my IEW class filled with outlining boring nonfiction historic events. :P Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope you had a good one. ;)
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Thanks! Well, my IEW teacher lets me (and pretty much only me) change the stories a lot. So while other people in my class are writing about the handwriting on the wall from Daniel (in the Bible), I am writing about pirates and rum. ;) Happy (late) Valentine’s Day!
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This was hilarious! I like the character names. :)
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Thanks! My mom came up with Hoochewooche. ;)
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XD
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I agree! I love pirates. Also McFarty sound very, ummm, interesting!
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As always, I can’t wait for the next one! (Does that sound like someone at the end of a letter? XD)
Grumpy Cat again! Yay! :D Did you find some new ones or just stick to the others? :P
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Yes. Yes it does.
I found new ones. ;)
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:P Thought so.
Okay. :)
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On a completely random note . . . guess where I was last weekend!
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Oooh! Uhh… Snow tubing? XD
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Nope! I’ll give you a hint: we had to drive seven hours to reach our destination.
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Oh!! :P Uhhh…. think think.. the beach? XD
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DING DING DING! We have a winner! Yep, my mom and I drove all the way to Myrtle Beach in South Carolina. :D
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Wow!! (Uh…. do you want to delete that comment because it kind of tells where you live… :[])
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My mom said that I can post about going to Myrtle Beach, so, no. After all, a lot of my readers already know that I live on the East Coast.
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Okay! Phew! :P Yeah, time zones and stuff help a bit. :P
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Anyway, we were visiting my mom’s friend from high school/college and her family. It was a lot of fun!
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It DOES sound fun! :D I want flowers! XD
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Loren, I haven’t had an opportunity to read this yet as my little brother has been constantly repeating the title of your story in my ear while pinching my nose. Then, he starts to blow on my forehead while still repeating it, and now he is earnestly reading this over my shoulder as I type it. Now he is laughing in my face and spitting in my ear. He’s hitting me now. Help me. Your titles are very interesting!!!
Ok, he finally calmed down enough for me to read it and it was hilarious! I read it to my little brother and he loved it. Of course, that would be typical of him. :D We can’t wait for more!
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LOL! Your brother sounds awesome, and very younger brother-ish. ;) I’m glad he liked the title so much!
Thank you!
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:) This made my day.
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:D
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Ooh, I like it! Seriously I’m drowning in fro yo and tears, plus trying to resist the urge to itch my right ankle when it’s in a huge bulky cast (I broke it Friday night)
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Thanks! Ugh, you broke it? What’d you do? (Sorry, I’m just really interested in broken bone stories ;) )
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Slipped on ice and fall. Bah humbug you stupid MD weather.
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LOL! This was so funny, I loved it! Happy (late) Valentines Day! <3
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Thanks, Clara! Happy (even later) Valentine’s Day.
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:P
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This is really awesome so far. Another story well-written, Loren! :)
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Thank you so much!
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That made me laugh so hard! :) Great writing!! :)
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I’m glad! :D
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Can’t wait for more! This was. . .hilarious. :lol: :lol:
~Ms. AGdoll~
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Oh, goodness! Loved it. LOL
~Ms. AGdoll~
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Thanks! :D
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So funny! Great pirate ‘dialect’ too!
-Lily from https://oodlesandbundlesblog.wordpress.com/
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