Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Jason's tongue stuck out in fierce concentration. As head engineer of the death star it was his job to make sure everything fit the way it should. He glanced down at his digital Spongebob watch to see it was almost four pm.

The general would be in to check on his calibrations, give him a snack and home work reminders soon. Just a few more hours and the massive gray menacer of worlds would be ready for destruction. Too bad there was a spelling test tomorrow, otherwise he might have been able to talk the general into a deadline extension. Who needed words like “ daffodil” or “bouquet” anyway? Now thermonuclear reactor was a word worth knowing and spelling!

Jason shook a length of sandy hair that had drifted into his eyes out of the way. The Spongebob on his wrist giggled an alarm and right on cue the general gave a tap on his door and walked in.

“ Hey, that's looking real good Jason!” She brushes the floppy hair further up his forehead and kisses the crown of his head too fast for him to duck it. Jason shrugs like its no big deal but inside he is glowing from the praise.

“ Five more minutes and then its homework time.” Jason sucks his lower lip in and tries not to whine. “Ah come on mom.”

“ You know the rules.” she says not budging and inch.

“Please please pleeeze.” he chants in vain already knowing the answer.

The general gives a sigh and bends ever so slightly.

“ If you can do all ten of the spelling words three times each with no mistakes you can have more lego time.”

Jason sighs gustily. World domination would have to wait for another day. He set the tray of gray, white and black pieces aside knowing when he was beat. He hoped that next time there wouldn't be any parts left over.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I LOVED this. What a realistic heart warming story. Thank you!

Sutton Family said...

that was a nice one to follow Casualties! very very very cute story!!!

Pat Bak said...

My three grown children still reminisce about the hours and hours we played with Lego bricks and the little spacemen figures. Our scenario usually involved colonizing a new planet. How we treasure those memories! Thank you for your precious story.