No Law & No Order
On September 13, 1990, millions of people were anxiously waiting for the premiere of NBC’s new primetime drama but instead of police investigations and courtroom scenes, they found men in blue fucking lawyers and vice-versa.
“No Law & No Order” is an even bigger hit than planned. You can thank the time-traveling hypnotist for it.
When Alexandra appears, usually Horatia isn’t that far behind. Yesterday’s piece involving the secret agent was a bit cruel so I went with something more humorous for Horatia’s outing. Law & Order is famous around the world and lasted for twenty seasons with a rotating cast and featured a long list of guest appearances by famous actors, including Julia Roberts, Samuel L. Jackson, Chevy Chase, and Edie Falco. It debuted on the date featured in the tale and seeing it’s September 13th again…
If you ever wondered what it would have been like if instead of a drama, the show was an erotic hypnotic display of fornication, now you know. In Horatia’s alternate world, the show is still running by the way and I hear it’s going all the way to 69 seasons at least.
Absolutely Not!
“What day is it?” Reggie asked.
“It’s Tuesday,” Dan replied.
“For real?”
“Yep.”
“Fuck! I was supposed to pick up Tina at the airport today!”
“Your magician sister?”
“She calls herself a ‘hypnotist’, nowadays.”
“And do you believe such things?”
“Absolutely not!”
“Good,” Tina chuckled across the room, invisible to his entranced eyes and mind.
Back to the office grind today. The day was kind of rough (and pretty much rainy non-stop). Didn’t have much time to think so no, this wasn’t a lunch break impromptu if that’s what you’re wondering. I’ve actually written it just now when I allowed myself some time to get the creative juices flowing once more.
Again, a perception-related piece because it’s still a favorite subject and that will never change. Something light to finish the day for laughing is good for the soul. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better. Until then.
Demolished
The box office results were in. The studio’s executives were not happy.
“We’re being demolished,” David said.
“By what?” Matthew asked.
“Hypnotist from Outer Space finally reached mainstream status.”
“Ah,” Matthew rubbed his chin. His hands were sticky.
“Were you just watching it?”
“No.”
“Right…”
David dimmed the lights in the room and joined him.
“Hypnotist from Outer Space” – in all its incarnations – is a story I very much enjoy. When I wrote it, I envisioned many different scenarios for it, variations on the idea, and whatnot and it’s fun to incorporate a mention of it in other versions. If you’ve yet to read it, it’s basically about a fictional sci-fi movie from the 70s that causes people to masturbate and ejaculate while in trance. There’s more to it, of course, but this brief description will suffice for now.
I’ve referenced it in recent pieces of flash fiction and micro-fiction on my Patreon feed. Today, I do it here too because the idea I had involved box office results and, instead of making up another mesmerizing movie just for the occasion, this was a lot easier and allowed me to have yet another happy ending, pun intended. Perhaps one day, I’ll actually write the movie.
Serviceable
Alan looked at Natalie, anxiously.
“Well?”
“Your work is… serviceable.”
“Just serviceable? But I did double what you asked.”
“Why not triple?”
“Because…”
“… you’re a slacker. You don’t respect me! Your brother is a better servant than you.”
“No, he’s not!”
“Prove it.”
Alan worked all night while she grinned, “Such a good brainwashed bitch.”
Brainwashing and confusion are also popular themes around here so I decided to write something using them. Yes, this is one was a lunch break impromptu. It was written on a park bench with the sun hitting on my face. I also wrote two other pieces which will be adapted into the forthcoming edition of Micro-Fiction Monday so you’ll have to become a patron and wait for that to know more.
Have you ever been tricked in a similar way?