Fictionlet
“Hey!” Greg exclaimed, popping into view around the back of the couch and causing Brigid to jump about ten feet to the left. “Do you know what today is?” He was practically vibrating with happiness.
Brigid looked at him through narrowed eyes. “Friday?” she hazarded.
“Well, yes,” said Greg. “But it’s so much more! Today is Trafalgar Day!”
“Tra-who-what?”
“Trafalgar Day! Don’t you know? Today, in 1805, Admiral Horatio Nelson gave his life in a brilliant tactical victory at sea against the Spanish and French. His twenty-seven plucky ships routed a fleet of thirty-three, sinking nineteen, securing England’s supremacy at sea! But then, the good admiral was cut down on his flagship, H.M.S. Victory, by a French sniper’s bullet — the cads!”
“How do you know this stuff?”
“Ruuuuuule Britannia!” sang Greg. “Britaaannia rules the waves!”
“Hey!” said Brigid, suddenly perking up. “I have an idea! Let’s play a game!”
“A game?”
“Yes! Let’s play a quick game of Hide and Go Away! I’ll hide first!”
Greg rolled his eyes. “Bah! I have not yet begun to fight.”
-The Gneech
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