Average Joe and the Extraordinaires by Belart Wright

Author:Belart Wright
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: BWright Publishing
Published: 2014-12-18T00:00:00+00:00

Movie Fleez started snoring so loudly that he almost drowned out Mod’s commentary as the camera approached him. He let out a loud snort when the camera came too close.

"This one is a near adult savage and is being groomed to lead the pack. He knows the ways of the grease monkey and can open up a can of pork n’ beans like no one else. Oh no, here comes the mama savage!"

A large woman came out of the house and began calling Fleez from the porch of the large but worn house.

“Bartholomew! Bartholomew! I know your ‘sleep over there, Bartholomew!”

“What do you want, Momma?”

“You ain’t use none of that foot fungus medication yet. I ain’t spend fifty dollars on that you so can ignore it. Next time you step inside of my house you better use that dang medication or you ain’t comin’ in.”

“Alright, go away, Momma.”

Finally, one of the lunch ladies cut the lights back on and Mr. Serano showed up, found the projector and unplugged it. That didn’t stop the laughs though. There were about as many as when Team Badd Azz had done pukeball. Fleez was still as stone and Mod stood there looking into the crowd, smirking. He took a bow and then another in front of his audience. Joe had even seen Liza laughing over in her seat. Joe didn’t laugh. The situation was still too tense for his liking.

Mod: “Thank you, thank you! I’ll be here all day, folks! Just call me Mod the Sod, your friendly neighborhood fool.”

Not only had he embarrassed them, he was also taking their shtick. Mod was playing with fire. Dozz was pissed, but Fleez kept his cool and grinned at Mod. It wasn’t his usual triumphant grin, but a more sedated one.

Fleez: “That was well played, Mod, and worthy of my respect.”

Mod gave him a lazy salute.

Mod: “Thank you.”

Fleez: “It was an inspired performance that’s for sure, only…”

Silence. Fleez laughed, but he was the only one.

Fleez: “Only … that was my family that you were making fun of, and nobody makes fun of them but me.”

Joe hadn’t noticed until now how close Fleez had gotten to Mod. He was close enough to spit on Mod, and that’s what he did, first. Then he grabbed him, lifted him, and slammed him to the ground. Everyone around them stood up to see the carnage, and obscured Joe’s view. Joe tried to make his way through the crowd, but there were so many people in his way that it was like fighting against a tide. When he finally reached the front, he saw Mod being mauled by the much bigger Fleez. Most of Fleez’s blows were wild and inaccurate though, and missed Mod as he covered his head and withdrew into his arms. The few blows that got through Mod’s guard looked horrifically painful.

Joe had seen enough, and Fleez had gotten away with enough. He took his necklace off and put it on the table to avoid being choked by it.

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