So yeah, this is happening.
Now, I'd like to clarify for anyone who may be a little fuzzy on the submission process, I'm happy to take more than one suggestion; in fact, I am more than willing to fuse suggestions! Let's say you were really excited about seeing this whole VNCC thing play out, and didn't want to risk it not happening; you should still throw in your two cents. I mean, this is a fairly general description and gives me a lot of toy around room. What I mean is, did anyone want to see how this tale would play out if it was set on the moon? Or how about in feudal japan? Maybe the romantic leads should have been bunnies in the midst of this chaos! To clarify, I took it in a different direction because I didn't receive these kinds of comments, but if I had I would have loved to play around with it all. That being said, immediately following this story, I am open for next weeks suggestions! Leave a comment at the end of this post telling me what you want to see next week. "But Wilshire, I don't have a gmail, what ever shall I do???" Have no fear reader; now you can follow the blog on facebook and post your suggestions their as well!!! "But Wilshire, what if I don't have a facebook?" Well reader, I very much appreciate your devotion, and I would be more than happy to hear your suggestions over email. "But Wilshire, what if I don't have email?" ...Um...thank you for finding my little corner of the internet!!! Anyway, submissions will be open until Sunday-ish, so be sure to tell me what you want to hear!
Okay, no more talking. I give you...
Timeless Love
"Golly Steve, that Jane Rogers sure is the bee's knees!""Wow Bill! You really are fond of her, aren't ya!"
Unable to contain his boyish youth, a beaming smile comes across Bill's face, "She's just so swell!"
"Well what are you waiting for? Quit going on to me about her, and go talk to her!" Steve said, trying to encourage his friend.
"Gosh, I don't know about that Steve," Bill suddenly felt very uncomfortable about the situation, "I just don't think a girl like that would want anything to do with a guy like me?"
"Ah, what are you going on about! Jane's liked you sense her and her parents moved here at the beginning of the school year."
"Oh I don't know about that. I just think she appreciated a friendly person."
"Oh you! Look, our school's putting on the Summertime Social this weekend! After the seniors graduate, they open up the carnival for everyone; why don't you ask her to that?"
"I don't know Steve..."
"What's not to know? If she say's no, you won't have to spend your whole summer vacation wondering about this same silly doll!"
"Don't talk about Jane like that!"
"Oh you've got it bad my friend. Just ask her to join you at the other end of the bar; buy her a malt and ask her!"
"Well..."
Before Bill could argue, Steve pushed him off his stool and toward Jane's table across the diner. It took most of his coordination to prevent a fall, but it wasn't enough to save him from fumbling around a bit. As his eye's shot toward the direction of Jane, to see if she had witnessed the debacle, his worst fears were confirmed.
He could walk away. He wanted to walk away. But her eye's. She kept staring at him. Mustering up his greatest reserves of courage, Bill made his way toward the table.
"Hi'ya Jane," he blurted through an awkward grin and wave.
"Hi Billy," she replied, batting her eyes.
"Hi," he said to her again.
The gathering of Jane's friends, began to snicker at the pair.
Bill realized how ridiculous he must look at the moment and quickly tried to rectify the situation, "Jane! I was wondering if I could buy you a malt and talk to you, over there!" he said, pointing to the far end of the bar.
"Why sure Billy!"
"Golly!"
Steve tried to muffle his laughter through his float, while he watched his friend.
Bill met Jane at the gates of the Summertime Social, Saturday afternoon. The event was decorated with all types of banners and streamers congratulating the class of '53; but Bill didn't care about the class of '53, he had another three years of school left himself, and he was determined to spend that time going steady with the love of his life.
"Wow Billy! There's just so much to do! Where do we even begin?"
"Well Jane, my personal favorite is the ferris wheel; but if you don't want to..."
"I'd love to ride the ferris wheel with you Billy!"
So they did.
"Wow, Billy! That was so much fun! What's should we do next! Oh, what's that tent?"
"That's where they have the petting zoo. Would you want to..." but before Billy could finish his idea, a terrible rumble erupted from the bowels of the earth. Suddenly, the very ground beneath the circus top erupted; and through the flurry came sinister beasts. Riding on the backs of dinosaurs, the evil metal monstrosities road.
"Golly Billy what's happening!" Jane shrieked, while clutching at his arm.
"I don't know," he confessed in fear, "but if I'm not mistaken, those club wielding robots are wearing Nazi uniforms!"
He was not mistaken. The pillagers riding super lizards, were in fact wearing uniforms of the SS. Their simmering skin reflected the summer sun as they went about their plundering. Humans scattered and screamed all around. They tried to flee as giant prehistoric jaws nabbed them up; they attempted to escape the primitive clubs, the riders bashed them with; and they even shrieked as a metal tongue lashed from the
mouths of the beasts masters', and plunged into the groveling humans, draining them of their precious blood.
The ferris wheel flew off of it's mount as a renegade triceratops, burst through it. The joyous circle, now a crushing death trap for all those in its carts.
"We gotta get outta here, Jane!" Bill yelled, as he pulled the girl he loved.
The duo ran blindly through the wreckage, trying to escape the chaos. A pteradon swooped from the heavens and plucked a random civilian fleeing, just ahead of them.
"Golly! Not that way!" he said, pulling Jane in a different direction, "We gotta find some place to hide!" As Bill frantically surveyed the area he noticed a possible base of salvation.
"Come on Jane, this way!"
As they ran, a tyrannosaurs stepped over their path and toward a thralling mass. Its master's tongue, grappling randomly for any in the throng.
"Gee wilikers! This is terrible! But we are almost there!"
Bill led Jane to the entrance of the haunted house ride; though all carts had been abandoned the ride it self had yet to suffer any damage.
"We will just follow the tracks and hide in here!" he told the frightened girl.
Reluctantly, she entered the ride and as Bill turned to make sure nothing was following them, he was forced to dive through the entrance after her and a massive stegosaurus brought its tail crashing down upon the entrance.
"We are not safe yet!" he said, picking himself up and running deeper into the ride.
They hid in behind a sarcophagus, which housed an automated mummy, intended to pop out and scare passengers in the ride.
"I'm so scared Billy."
"I know Jane me too."
"Hold me," she whimpered snuggling close to him.
Taken off guard, Bill did his best to not seem rigid. As, he looked down at the beautiful girl trembling in his arms, the words seemed to just escape his mouth, "I love you."
Jane stopped shuddering and looked at the face which had just confessed its feelings' for her.
"Oh Bill," she replied softly, before leaning up and softly kissing his lips.
They remained behind the sarcophagus, awaiting the chaos to pass.
It was near dusk before Bill and Jane ventured from their sanctuary. The chaos at the carnival had passed some hours before, but their trepidation had kept them rooted.
"We gotta get home Jane and make sure our families are okay!"
As they left the carnival and ran towards their suburbia, it was clear the destruction had traveled a similar course. Tears streamed down Bill's face as he turned the corner onto Roosevelt street and saw the steaming shambles of his home.
"MOM! DAD!" he yelled while running to the pile of home. No one responded. His home and family had been reduced to shambles and dino droppings.
"I'm so sorry Billy," Jane whispered.
"Those darn monsters! Why are they doing this?" he wept.
"I don't know; maybe this was Hitler's master plan?"
Bill wiped the tears from his face, "We've gotta check on your family Jane! Maybe we can save them!"
The couple ran over to Jefferson Lane; the carnage was less on these streets and it inspired hope.
"Father! Mother!" Jane had hardly opened the front door of her home before calling her parents.
"Jane! Your alive!" her dad's concern lifting to joy, "When those beasts came we were so worried!"
She wrapped her arm's around her dad, "Billy kept me safe papa!"
As he stepped away from his daughter, Jane's father approached Bill, "Why I believe a thank you is in order young man."
"No need Mr. Rogers."
"Well, you still have it son. Now, why don't we get you home? Your parents must be worried sick about you!"
The uncontrollable sobs returned. Jane broke away from her mother's embrace and strolled to her father, "Billy's parents didn't make it dad."
"Oh my; I'm so sorry lad. Why don't you stay with us for now?"
Vainly attempting to wipe the tears away, Billy asked, "Really Mr?"
"It would be our pleasure. Now why don't you kids run along to bed and we will figure out what to do in the morning."
"Can I stay in the spare room with Billy dad?"
Clearly uncomfortable with the proposal, her father reluctantly replied, "Well, there are two beds and the boy has proven himself noble....if it will make you feel better."
"Thanks dad!" she exclaimed, jumping up and giving him a peck on the cheek.
Jane showed Bill the spare room, and took a seat on the bed opposite of him. The tears still wouldn't stop.
"I'm sorry about your folks and your home Billy."
"I just can't believe this is happening."
"At least we still have each other," she offered, moving from her bed and sitting next to him.
He continued to sob. Placing her arms around him, she spoke softly, "I love you Billy; with all my heart I do. I always have, ever sense we first met."
His sobbing began to waver, "Really?"
"Really," she replied and with a complete disregard to proper and acceptable behavior, she kissed him again.
The next morning, the world was woken up simultaneously by a disembodied broadcast riding the air waves.
"Mein inferiors!" the voice rang through the subconscious.
"Mein name is Vladimir Heinz; I am zee commanding officer of his fuhrers secret services. Though mein fuhrer has alveady vallen in your time, ve transcend vhat you simple mortals perceive as existence. You see, ve are immortals! The virst time our leader rose to power, he took complete control. Through the brilliancez and evilz of Nazi science his dying commission was a battalion of unstoppable cyborgs be built! And ve vere. Are fuel is your blood! It powers us, makes us strong, makes us immortal! Ve reigned supreme in the furhers image for eons! But vhen zee universe ended, ve still remained! And vhen zee universe restarted, ve still remained! Ve vaited, as our energy depleted, vaited until life returned. Zee beasts ve ride did not provide zee fuel ve need to survive, so ve imprisoned zhem to use as our steeds! Vhen finally you primates began to return, ve feasted; but it vas still not enough to satisfy. In order to survive, ve decided to vait, imprisoning ourselves vith our steeds; vaiting for zee fuhrer to return; vaiting for your kind to spread. Ve vaited, and our fuhrer fell. BUT HIS DEATH VAS NOT IN VAIN! Ve have returned from your future and your past and ve shall feed on you as ve have always!"
The transmission had only just ended when Mr. Rogers burst into the spare room, "We have to leave now!" he exclaimed.
As the children followed the man down the stairs, they found his wife standing by the door, waiting.
"What's happening!" Jane inquired through a panic.
Before an answer could be offered, a woolly mammoth paraded through the front wall. Mrs. Rogers shrieked as its rider disembarked, "ZILENCE FRAULEIN!" spoke the VNCC as it clobbered her in the head with a primitive club.
"RUN!" bellowed Mr. Rogers; and though he had the foresight of the idea, he himself was incapable of performing the task, as the metal creatures tongue drove into him.
"Come on!" Bill yelled, pulling Jane away from the frekus and out the back door.
"Where are we going?"
"We will hide in the woods!"
So they ran; the legs of young lovers, pushing away from the nightmare of the world behind.
The forest had been largely unperturbed; with most of the homo-sapiens being in towns and cities, the VNCC had left it alone in search of sustenance. The young couple found their way into a secluded cave and waited.
"Oh Billy...what are we going to do."
"We are going to hide Jane. Our guns and bombs are worthless against their amazing future-past technology."
"But does that means the world will be destroyed?"
"I don't Jane, but I do know the rest of the world isn't worth a pulp to me, as long as I have you."
"Oh Billy..."
Again, the young lovers lips' locked in a forbidden and taboo way. They held each other, only concerned with their love; remaining in their cave until happily ever after for them and violent brutal destruction for the rest of the world.
The End
There you have it! Now, get on with those submissions folks!
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