tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post2081161001624532192..comments2023-07-10T05:40:25.044-04:00Comments on Donna L Martin's THE STORY CATCHER: Flash Fiction FridayThink Positive, Be Positivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03981805086599633473noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-60825008273517465082013-01-06T14:07:51.239-05:002013-01-06T14:07:51.239-05:00Hi Erik! First of all, is speaking French one of ...Hi Erik! First of all, is speaking French one of your many talents as well? :~) I really enjoyed your story, but loved this line..."Hmmm...I could buy a new hat." For some reason THAT line just made me chuckle!<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by and come back any time!Donna L Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17553676457762998807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-79968082523545599912013-01-06T13:18:52.739-05:002013-01-06T13:18:52.739-05:00Puss walked, fingering the hilt of his top-of-the-...Puss walked, fingering the hilt of his top-of-the-class Fencer 5017 Automatic Sword. It was short to most eyes, only about a foot long (he got it from a fool (who thought it was a short rapier) for $5), but that is where the Automatic came in - it ignited to 2 feet and 8 inches. He thought it might come in handy if he might face a panther...<br /><br />Puss walked on. He took out his sword (in its foot long version) and practiced what he would do if he needed to fight.<br /><br />"Monsieur! Oh, Monsieur Chat! Chat escrime! Pouvez-vous venir ici? [Mister! Oh, Mister Cat! Fencing Cat! Can you come here?]" came a strong voice, heavily accented. "Quel talent! Meilleur chat escrime que j'ai jamais vu! Oh, merveilleux! [What skill! Best fencing cat I have ever seen! Oh, marvelous!"<br /><br />"Huh? What? Qui a dit cela? [Who said that?]" Puss said, spinning around, sheathing his sword.<br /><br />"'Tis I, Monsieur Maître de piste [Mr. Ringmaster]. You must join circus. Je paie beaucoup [I pay a lot]." The master said.<br /><br />'Hmmm... I could buy a new hat...' Puss thought. He got an idea. "Eh bien, vous voyez, c'est un peu une longue histoire. En fait, TRES longue... [Well, you see, it's kind of a long story. Actually, VERY long...]" And Puss proceeded to tell his story.<br /><br />"Je sais! Je vous donne de l'argent pour beau chapeau et le lait agréable et herbe à chat à la fin de tous les jours! [I know! I give you money for beautiful hat and nice milk and catnip at the end of every day!]"<br /><br />Well, now, if you say something like that, what can a cat in need of a hat do? PLUS there is FREE food!<br /><br />"YES! Oui! I will join le cirque! [Yes!}{the circus]" Puss I. Boots literally purred.<br /><br />"Good! You will fence against our star! Brunetta la Panthère! I hope you come out alive..." The Ringmaster smiled.<br /><br />"Oh no! What have I done? I shall beat her. And Voila! A new hat!" Puss planned...<br /><br />---<br /><br />Whew! That's enough for now! ;) Good day!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-80911335697235292282013-01-06T10:26:16.619-05:002013-01-06T10:26:16.619-05:00I did like your input. Disney isn't Disney any...I did like your input. Disney isn't Disney anymore. So you will be fine...who doesn't like Grimm anyway?janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10141814249963307041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-27457840622004924972013-01-06T10:00:16.952-05:002013-01-06T10:00:16.952-05:00I'm not so sure. I think it was actually you w...I'm not so sure. I think it was actually you who said I am more of a Grimm than a Disney. Poor kids would have nightmares, although I suppose my humour is juvenile.jphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14366756099517322071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-64781613688698190052013-01-06T08:40:09.561-05:002013-01-06T08:40:09.561-05:00Sorry to hear you're not feeling well, Diane.....Sorry to hear you're not feeling well, Diane...get hubby to fix you a cup of hot tea...or a hot toddy...whichever one you think will do the trick...;~)<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by and come back any time!Donna L Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17553676457762998807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-57855210390051388572013-01-06T06:15:45.115-05:002013-01-06T06:15:45.115-05:00Oh wow! that was amazing JP! I sorry I am not up ...Oh wow! that was amazing JP! I sorry I am not up to continuing this. Bed with a sore throat, must be coming down with something. Great story, hope someone continues this!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-22462854897495659472013-01-05T22:12:50.218-05:002013-01-05T22:12:50.218-05:00Awww, that was GREAT, JP! I KNEW you would do wel...Awww, that was GREAT, JP! I KNEW you would do well with children's books...;~)<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by and come back any time!Donna L Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17553676457762998807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-85513347681161436922013-01-05T22:10:53.696-05:002013-01-05T22:10:53.696-05:00Ahahaha...that's such a great addition, Mona! ...Ahahaha...that's such a great addition, Mona! I'm so glad you took the time to join the fun!<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by and come back any time!<br />Donna L Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17553676457762998807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-58656642507528026092013-01-05T15:55:40.340-05:002013-01-05T15:55:40.340-05:00The pain felt by Puss was compounded when Brunetta...The pain felt by Puss was compounded when Brunetta's bigger - and meaner - brother appeared on the scene.<br />"What do you want with my sister?" snarled the big black cat a glint of sunlight reflecting off the bared razor-sharp teeth,<br />"Noth-nothing" stammered the hapless Puss "I merely thought she might know the whereabouts of my hat"<br /><br />A surreptitious attempt to further conceal the hat the gibbon had secreted about his person, was spotted by the sharp-eyed predator. The panther snatched the hat from the gibbon and tore it to shreds. Brunetta's brother spat the mauled up hat out in front of Puss.<br />"Stay away from my sister" snarled the panther and he melted into the forest.<br /><br />A distraught Puss surveyed the remnants of his hat and turned to the grinning gibbon.<br />"You should buy me a new hat, it was you who stole it" Puss sniffed dejectedly.<br />"Hah, no chance dog-meat!" laughed the gibbon.<br />"I don't like your attitude" declared Puss annoyed.<br />"It's not my 'at 'e chewed, it's your 'at 'e chewed" guffawed the gibbon as he rolled around on the ground holding his splitting sides.<br /><br />'What am I to do now?' groaned Puss 'I've no hat, can't dance, and Brunetta's brother wants to eat me!"jphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14366756099517322071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382427031631027145.post-7674952367386753512013-01-05T12:24:38.639-05:002013-01-05T12:24:38.639-05:00On the way to the circus, this dapper cat practice...On the way to the circus, this dapper cat practiced his best dance moves, swooping low, jumping high, a kick and a twirl until-oh no! Poor Puss lay flat on his face, trying to be brave. His ankle was crushed and so was his fine spirit. The pain was unbearable when he tried to stand so he did the only thing he knew-ME-OWWWWWWWWWW!monahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12798895753247353517noreply@blogger.com