Saturday's Storyteller: "Your kidneys have, for some reason, turned into cans of kidney beans."
by Belinda Roddie
"Your kidneys have, for some reason, turned into cans of kidney beans."
The response was nothing but the high-pitched hum of the machines flatlining. Doctor Randall Hemingstein paused.
The response was nothing but the high-pitched hum of the machines flatlining. Doctor Randall Hemingstein paused.
"Ma'am?" He prodded at the IV in the patient's wrist. "Ma'am?"
His companion doctor, Patricia Wendt, looked ready to punch a nearby nurse in the gut.
"Damn it, Randall!" she barked. "She's dead! Dead! Just like your last victim of renal failure!"
"But I didn't do anything this time!"
"That may be so, but..." Patricia frowned. She looked over the now cooling corpse of the patient before turning to the screen where two cans of kidney beans could be plainly seen. "Er...well..."
"What?"
She pursed her lips. "Yes, this is not as bad as your kidney speakers dilemma. But. We might find sometihng beneficial out of this."
"Which is...?"
Randall stared at Patricia as she grabbed a long scalpel and then called over her shoulder.
"Hey, Alan!" she bellowed. "You like this shit with your chili con carne, right?"
***
"Man," sighed Randall before belching. "I gotta say, that was the best chili I ever had."
"To think it came about by strange, anomalous circumstances," Alan replied as he dolloped more of the steaming food into his bowl. "Did we ever find out where the cans come from?"
In the corner, Patricia leaned over her plate and giggled mischievously. The two men would never know.
This week's prompt was provided by Daniel Bulone.
"Damn it, Randall!" she barked. "She's dead! Dead! Just like your last victim of renal failure!"
"But I didn't do anything this time!"
"That may be so, but..." Patricia frowned. She looked over the now cooling corpse of the patient before turning to the screen where two cans of kidney beans could be plainly seen. "Er...well..."
"What?"
She pursed her lips. "Yes, this is not as bad as your kidney speakers dilemma. But. We might find sometihng beneficial out of this."
"Which is...?"
Randall stared at Patricia as she grabbed a long scalpel and then called over her shoulder.
"Hey, Alan!" she bellowed. "You like this shit with your chili con carne, right?"
***
"Man," sighed Randall before belching. "I gotta say, that was the best chili I ever had."
"To think it came about by strange, anomalous circumstances," Alan replied as he dolloped more of the steaming food into his bowl. "Did we ever find out where the cans come from?"
In the corner, Patricia leaned over her plate and giggled mischievously. The two men would never know.
This week's prompt was provided by Daniel Bulone.
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