Helicopter!

Short Story

Invited round. Garden with children. Stupid kids. Look at them, playing football. How can you talk with them kicking that bloody ball around. It's going to hit, Yesss, the table! WHAT a MESS! Mother like an ugly old whale, fat legs. What are we doooing here? Kids are wild. Boot up the arse. Strangle them, that big one, face like a mass murderer. Bloody trains stopped. People gawpin' out Christ the line's pretty close. They never stop she says. It's the first time. What's that guy gawpin at?
Stupid lookin' guy in garden with those kids and that woman. Jesus fancy livin' next to the line. Every time a train stops ... Christ the guy sitting there in front has sticky out ears. Could fix that with my staple gun. Pin them back. Laugh at that. Shit. Mean lookin bastard.
What's he lookin at? Creepy little runt. Out next stop. Thank shit. Doors open. Head down. Force through. Watch your step, up into the air. Road busy. Cross over the Bussss! Where!? Driver Fat face!
"Christ where the hell did he spring from! God! Streets jammed now." Open door. "STOP SHOUTING STUPID COW!" An accident. Black car blocked over there. Driver getting out. Official can see that. Cop. What's he staring at? Ambush? Accident asssshole!
Fat stupid bus driver knocked down some stupid pedestrian roads blocked. "Accident sir. Roads blocked." Can just see the minister pompous asshole.
"We'll walk. Presidential palace just up ahead." Handsome, arrogant captain, put him in his place. Head down keep moving no one will recognise. Don't stop. Through gates escort behind now. Safer here. Corridor door ahead opens. No guards or anything. Security stinks come in here spray the place putsch and it's all over. Up ahead. President fascist. Catch his eye as he stands. Arrogant asshole.
"The Ammn Dvjjrjhd the right hon Kkrhs Ggrggfh," the secretary at the door says.
Know who he is. Pain in the ass. In he comes, the little shit tries to eye ball me. Turn my back to him arrogant upstart. Me, most powerful man in the world and he irritates. Back to the old days. A nod and off with his head. Nice to see that. At the window look up to the golden sky. Stupid helicopter too close and waggling about like that. Security. Where is security!?
Eye in his lens the photographer shouts! "IGOTTHEPRESIDENT! Hey what's going ..?!" Looks round to pilot.
"Engine!" he shouts into his eyes.
"Hey! I'm gonna puke!"
Pilot looks down. Pulls stick over. Prays into microphone. Beside him.
The photographer SCREAMS!
Engine stops. Helicopter flies like brick with no engine. Pilot looks down to speedily approaching ground. No time for a last minute thought. Car parked at side of the road guy down there. Surprise surprisssss!!
A quiet piss in the bushes. Nice. Noise. Look up to see. Pilot's face as helicopters lands on HIM!

The End

 Copyright Zygmunt NOWAK-SOLINSKI