The Tiny Soldier Part 3 (Flash Fiction Chain #5)


Flash fiction Chain #5

I am super excited to participate in this Flash Fiction Chain hosted by Jithin of PhoTrablogger. The following parts are inspired by the above image.

Character List :

Rick – a not so ordinary ten year old

Jenna – a social service employee

Mrs. Montgomery (ma) – the foster mom

Jake – Mrs. Montgomery’s only son

Sun – The monkey

Recommendation:

Read the first two parts before venturing this part.

Part 1 : Written by Abirami

Part 2 : Written by Sona

Now onto Part 3

Early next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Rick carefully crept out of his bed and made his way to the porch. The day was starting out warm as usual for Orange Grove was once a desert. He shut his eyes for a moment to breathe in the hot suffocating air as his head tilted toward the sky.

Just then, out of nowhere, something wet and slobbery landed on his face. He opened his eyes. Ugh, another banana peel. Disgusted, he pulled it off his face and wiped his face with his thin t-shirt. A booming laugh sounded above him. He looked up and saw the monkey dangling on the branch. “Ready to learn, young soldier?” Its voice was coarse and deep like a wise man.

Rick blinked incredulously at the sight of the monkey. It was real, it wasn’t a dream. 

In a matter of seconds, the monkey released its legs from the branch, did a perfect back-flip in the air, and landed on the ledge of the porch, inches from where Rick was standing, its hands and legs clung to the railing. Rick’s mouth slightly gaped. He felt like he had just watch a 10-second acrobatic show. “You still think you’re dreaming, huh?” Rick returned to his cool self and shrugged. Maybe a little, thought Rick. The monkey chuckled. It seemed to have read his mind.

“All right, children, it’s time for breakfast.” Ma’s shrieking voice rang from inside, making Rick jump.

“I-I have to go.” Rick stammered, turned around, and fumbled for the latch of the porch door.

“I will be waiting.” Those were the monkey’s last words before Rick slid the porch door shut.

Rick did not turn around or look back. He proceeded to the dining room where everyone was already seated in their rows. Rick grabbed his bowl and sat down to join them. As Jake dropped a spoonful of oatmeal into his bowl, spattering bits on his shirt which Rick didn’t even notice, he was thinking about the talking monkey. He thought about the monkey’s appearance in his room last night and this morning and realized he needed time to process this talking monkey thing. After all, it was the most bizarre thing that’s ever occurred to him.

Maybe after the oatmeal and the morning lessons, he will be ready to face the monkey again. The monkey will only be real if you think about it, a voice said in Rick’s head. Yes, he concluded. Maybe all he needed was to just devote all his attention in his lessons and not think about the monkey, it will go away.

That wasn’t the case at all. All through his breakfast and morning lessons, he tried to forget about the monkey but the harder he tried, the more the monkey’s face and words seemed to become the center of his attention. Its words echoed in his mind.

…difficult to get something to eat

…too little water to make the land green and fertile

…I shall have to teach you myself

…I will be waiting.

When it came to lunch, he couldn’t concentrate anymore. It was just too much for him. As the afternoon lessons drew near, he finally decided, he was ready to face the monkey once and for all, to learn from him, and to find out what his words meant. He went downstairs to ma’s office and knocked on her door. “Yes, Rick.”

“Um, ma, I don’t think I feel so well.” He clutched his stomach, intended to look believable. “I think it might be something I ate.”

Ma quickly stepped out from behind her desk and appeared at Rick’s side. “Are you okay? Do you want me to call a doctor?” She asked, concerned.

Rick shook his head, weakly. “I think I just need to lay down a while, that’s all. It’ll go away, I’m sure.”

“Are you sure? It’s no trouble to call the doctor.”

“Yes, I’m sure, ma.”

“Alright then, I hope you’re feeling well soon. If you need a doctor, please tell me, okay?” Rick nodded and turned around but instead of going upstairs to his room, he went out to the first floor balcony and to the most secluded corner of the backyard. It was the only place outside with shade and it was the one place Rick had discovered he couldn’t be overheard.

“Monkey!” He shouted as loud as he could. A few minutes later, he heard the rustling of leaves in the tree above him. He looked up and gave the monkey a smile.

“Are you ready to learn, young soldier?” The monkey asked happily.

Rick nodded eagerly and said. “Yes but what do I call you? I mean I can’t just keep calling you ‘monkey’, right?”

The monkey swung from the branch and landed gracefully on the grass before him. “Sun, that is my name and that is what you shall call me.”

Rick sat cross-legged under the tree. “How is it possible that you can talk?”

Sun chuckled. “Probably because I’m not just any ordinary monkey, I am the monkey. The first monkey to have ever walked this earth.”

“Well, how did you become the monkey?” Rick asked curiously.

Sun sighed. “It’s a long and never ending story, one that I might never figure out how to tell.”

Part 4 : Written by  Dr. KO

Part 5 : Written by Austin

Part 6 : Written by Phaena

Part 7 : Written by Tobias

Part 8 : Written by  Priceless Joy

Part 9 : Written by Rashmi

Part 10 : Written by Manvi

Part 11 :Written by Sweety

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