Another fun exercise from Lisa at KSP. We were practicing slashing word count.
The topic was ‘Petals or Pilots! 20 minutes.
‘‘Darling, can you believe how harsh Flight Commander Greyson was in this morning’s briefing.’
‘That man becomes a beast when he puts that uniform on,’ replied Harry.
‘He can be quite the beast out of uniform I hear,’ giggled Joe.
‘That’s no way to talk about your commanding officer, Petal,’ admonished Harry.
‘But darling I’m so tired of every conversation with Commander Gregson revolving around flight plans, engines, bombing runs…’
‘Petal, you are a pilot. We must win the war for dear old Blighty! Mustn’t let the Jerries have their way!’
‘I don’t know, I’ve seen some Luftwaffe officers who could have their way with me!’
‘Only if they asked nicely, surely Pet!’
‘I am a sucker for a bad boy!’
‘Now let’s not get into that, Petal!’
‘If only Commander Gregson would notice me!’ pouted Harry.
‘Darling, you are our 2nd top Flying Ace, he raves about your exploits,’ consoled Joe.
‘You know that’s not what I mean!’ Harry flounced, ‘What can I do? We eat, exercise and shower together! I have shot down nearly 20 Jerry planes and still nothing!’
‘Didn’t he take you out for drinks last Saturday night; the boys and I thought that was tremendous progress!’ Joe raised an eyebrow.
‘I couldn’t bring myself to tell you all,’ Harry cast his eyes downward , his cheeks turned bright pink. ‘When we got to the pub, he introduced me to some… Girls!’
‘Oh Petal, I am so sorry!’
Then after a lot of editing and the all important break, where I embarrassed myself by talking to humans. Mum’s idea!
The evil woman made us write a 25 word piece. Mean!
‘Darling, wasn’t Commander Gregson harsh?’
‘He’s a beast in uniform!’
‘Or out?’ giggled Joe.
Harry shrugged.
‘But Petal, drinks Saturday?’
‘He introduced me to … Girls!’
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