Lamont and Dude Meet in the Fall

“Dude! Is that you? Where are you going in such a hurry?”

“I gotta’ find something to hold onto. Quick.”

“Why?”

“Can’t you see I’m a caterpillar? You know what’s next. It was cccc-ooo-ll-dd last night. Who knows what’s next? A little voice inside is telling me to find somewhere sheltered and make a bivouac NOW.”

“What if I just eat you and save you the trouble?”

“No fucking way. I’ve waited days for the chance to pupate, hibernate and emerge as a tiger moth. I want my destiny, dammit. Besides, I thought you were my friend, or are you just pretending?”

“I can turn you into a bird.”

“Sparrow. You’re a sparrow, Lamont. When I think of birds I think of being a harpy eagle, cardinal, humingbird, not a dumb, brown sparrow.”

“Dude, this is one of the most well adapted iterations of my lives. C’mon. Let me eat you and save you all that transformation time.”

“If you must.”

“Naw, it’s cool. It’s not that pleasant dealing with all that fur. I wish you the best, Dude.”

“Thanks, Lamont. Ditto.”

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Lophocampa Maculata

 

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Lamont and Dude are characters I came up with a couple of years ago. They have the uncanny ability to remember many of their past incarnations which gives them a different perspective on life, the universe and everything.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/pretend/

6 thoughts on “Lamont and Dude Meet in the Fall

    • If they had pursued that direction, I’m sure Lamont would have explained to Dude how he would have yes, become bird shit, but also part of Lamont, muscles, feathers, etc. That was just rife with so many deep philosophical possibilities that I decided to avoid it. Dude would have been lucky to escape as bird shit.

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