#TimeTravelingGhost Part 30: Episode 2: 1937: The Hindenburg Part P
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #TimeTravelAuthors 8/11. Cold/freezing in your story
By the time we got to the cabin, Emily had calmed down. Instead of a lecture, she said, âThe steward must have been in a cold sweat. There he is, fishing for more tips, and you turn out to be a health faddist. Do people in the future actually eat that stuff?â
âItâs popular. You can find it at any supermarket â you do have supermarkets, right?â
âWe do, but not in Arkham. Boston has an A&P and a Safeway.â
âIâm sorry, I should have known yogurt might be an anachronism.â
âForget it; thatâs past and gone. Itâs hard to believe that yogurt and probably whole wheat bread would become popular.â
âThat too, but no flying cars or personal jet packs, but we have no-#fault auto insurance.â
A smile tugged at Emilyâs lips. âThatâs disappointing. Now, about tippingâŠâ
Once Emily finished her quick lecture on current idioms, we turned our attention to testing our new abilities. We shared the same standard skills, though we each had our own drawbacks. Anything involving dematerialization fatigued me: flying, passing through walls, invisibility. Anything involving materialization fatigued her: visibility, picking up objects, etc. Overdoing it left us cold, shivering, and unable to move.
âIâm worried about your plan,â Emily said. âWhat if you materialize halfway down and fall? We donât have any proof you canât die. You just assumed that.â
âItâs a risk, but we canât test it. Please donât test it!â I threw my hands in the air with a look of mock alarm.
Emily missed the joke. âGood Lord, of course I wouldnât test that.â
That was too much, and I broke out laughing. âAnd thatâs how it happened! To test the theory, the intrepid spy fired three shots from her pocket revolver. The ghost dodged, only to be engulfed in flames as the bullets ignited the hydrogen. And now we return you to our sponsor, Hydrolux, the dish detergent you can count on.â
Emilyâs expression set me off again; a moment later, she was laughing too. âYouâre quite a card, you know.â
The dinner chime cut off any witty retort I might have had.
âIâm looking forward to it. The menu says we have a choice of Dover #sole or fillet of beef with mushroom sauceâbut no flaming cherries jubilee for dessert. Such a shame, just chilled brandied peaches.â
âBetter hurry, or youâll miss it. It wasnât the spy who caused the explosion; it was the cook when they flamed the crĂšme brĂ»lĂ©e. The sole survivor was the dishwasher, who fell into a tub of Hydrolux suds. Seriously, though, watch out. Dinner could be a conversational minefield; you do come out with some odd turns of phrase.â
I gave her a thumbs up as I departed. If she said anything more, I didnât hear it over the announcement of dinner.
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