“Brrrr,” Bill said, rubbing his hands together. “I’m glad you have heat.”
“Of course we have heat,” Merlot replied as he combed his face. (More)
Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Brrrriffic! and Ramen. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
Note: Some of today’s characters previously appeared in The Sasquatch Swatch, Indepen-squatch Day, Squatching It, The Squatch Lodge, Sasqua-tooning, Sasquatch Spring. Others previously appeared in Future Aliens and Zeta Reticu-squatch
“We’re not monsters,” Sherry said as she brought out hot tea.
Merlot smiled at his wife. “Well, humans think so.”
“Not all humans,” Pat said, holding Bill’s hand.
She and her boyfriend had spent the past two years documenting Merlot and his family. Well, not documenting, because Merlot and Sherry and their teenage daughter Brandy wanted to preserve their anonymity. And their privacy.
“But we know you,” Pat continued. “If other people knew you–”
Brandy shook her head. “Don’t even try, Pat. Dad saw an episode of Bigfoot Hunters last night. Those idiots carry guns.”
“And set traps,” Merlot said, shaking his furry head. “They don’t want discovery. They want a trophy.”
“So,” Bill said, trying to change the subject, “what kind of heater do you use?”
“It’s geothermal,” Sherry said proudly. “We’re very eco-conscious.”
“Plus we’re underground,” Merlot added, spreading his arms to indicate his family’s home, “and there’s a hot spring a few yards away, so it was convenient.”
“Oh, that must be nice,” Bill said.
“Except when it belches,” Brandy replied.
“Belches?” Pam asked.
A few seconds later they heard a bubbling sound. A few seconds after that, Pam’s nose wrinkled. “Eww.”
“But it’s green, honey!” Bill said.
Pam nodded. “And now so am I.”