Mighty Man
by
J. Smith Kirkland
It
was time for John to leave for his community service.
“What
if I just don't show up,” he thought, “If he just left town, how
could these super heros that are supposed to be keeping me honest
even know.”
Just
then a knock on the door. John opens it to find a very tall, muscular
man wearing a black unitard and red running shorts.
“You
must be John,” the man says.
“And
you must be kidding me?”
“I
am indeed not. I am Mighty Man, and I have been assigned to ensure
that you make it to community service. Time to go.”
Community
service was packing care packages to be sent to people that needed
them. Four hours a day, for the next five days. Then another
assignment the next week, for two months. This was going to suck.
John was determined he was going to find a way to skip town.
Mighty
Man walked with John to the care center, where a man named George met
them at the door. Before leaving, Mighty Man told John to remember he
was under surveillance by the Super Hero team, and he can not leave
town. Then George led John into the center for the first days work.
Each
day John came up with a new idea for sneaking out of town. The first
one was to just get in his truck about midnight and drive off. When
he pressed on the gas to pull out, the car didn't move. He saw Mighty
Man in the rear view mirror, holding up the back of the truck with
one hand, just enough that the wheels didn't touch. Everything he
tried was somehow thwarted by Mighty Man. But John would com up with
another idea the next day.
By
the end of the third week, John was running out of ideas. That
Saturday he decided he would try looking like he had given up, and
then just when he had them thinking he was gong home, he'd high tail
it the other direction. He went grocery shopping that afternoon, then
back to the House. That would make it look like he had plans to stay
since he bought all the groceries. Then he went out to dinner and
back to the house. After a few minutes he went to the movies. When he
came out of the movie, his intention was to drive towards the house,
but make a fast sharp turn onto the interstate before he got there.
John
opened his truck door, but as he was about to get in the truck hood
popped up. When he went to close it, the truck door slammed shut and
locked. When he unlocked it, someone snatched the keys from his hand.
Someone, but no one he could see.
“Ok,
who's there. That you Mighty Mouse? Is one of your powers invisibility?”
“It's
me, Inviso Woman.”
“Inviso
Woman? Where is Mr. Moose or whatever his name is?”
“He
had a meeting tonight.”
“What
kind of meeting?”
Across
town Mighty Man walks into the meeting room, grabs a doughnut and a coke,
and takes a seat up front near the podium.
“so
who would like to go first tonight,” asks the man at the podium.
Mighty
Man stands up, “I will.”
He
walks up to the podium, takes the last bite of his doughnut, and begins.
“Hi,
I'm Mighty Man, and I am a super hero.”
“Hi,
Mighty Man,” the room says in unison.
Back
at the truck, Inviso Woman turned off her invisibility.
“Let's
grab a cup of coffee and talk.”
They
went in the all night diner, and Inviso Woman explained the situation
to John.
“We're
not all in this Super Hero club to make criminals miserable. This is
our community service to pay for the damage we sometimes accidentally
do to public and private property when we are stopping the super villains.”
John
had no idea. He had never thought about who had to pay for all that
stuff.
“And
sometime, being a Super Hero can be a little exhausting, mentally.
You know?”
“What
do you mean?”
“Think
about it. You can't just hang out with your friend and complain about
what a crappy day you had; no one knows who you are. And dating. Well
that's almost impossible. They wanna know why you stood them up
again. What are you supposed to say about the train wreck you just
stopped or the villain that you kept from blowing up the world.”
“I
guess I never thought of that.”
“Yeah,
well, Mighty Man has had it a little rougher than usual lately. His
three year relationship just ended. His dog died. He's just got it
rough right now. Give him a break. And besides, you just have five
more days. Maybe just enjoy what you're doing for just five more
days.”
John
felt bad for Mighty Man, and she was right. He had already done 15
days. He could do five more.
“So
this Mighty Moose, sorry, Mighty Man, he's not been such a bad guy to
hang out with. And he's pretty smart. I never can pull anything over
on him.”
“He's
a good guy.”
So
John finished his last week of service, without trying to leave town
again. Instead of the usual game of cat and mouse, they started going
for a burger after John finished his community service. He and Mighty
Man became somewhat of friends. John invited him over to watch movies
and play video games sometimes. And every now and then, Mighty Man
would just stop by to talk about what a crappy day he had.
The
Prompt
Premee
Mohammed dug into her a short story stash of ideas to share
one with us.
‘Superheroes,
community service/non-jail punishment for crime, a secret society.
In
a world where superpowers are real, a convicted criminal is spared a
prison term… If he
agrees to do community service, enforced by an unknown league of
incognito superheroes. But how can he skip town while he’s always
under their surveillance?”
After
our recent podcast episode
we discussed this prompt. She suggested that a short story is “an
answered question”. This is an insight that REALLY helped me, as I
thought about how to start, and end, short stories.
This
is raw from the from the index card and I asked Premee to tell us how
she would take something like this, a note, and start to think about
turning it into a story.
The
initial phrase that I sent is a setting or a premise, rather than a
plot; it’s the setup.
I
would probably start by trying to figure out who might be involved—a
reasonable number of people for a short story—and how they could
conflict with each other, or how their needs could conflict with each
other.
I’d
make sure I set up some decision points to answer. The question
should be set up at the start, you know, because like a short story
is really an answered question, right?
I
find it useful to have that question at the start instead of having
it develop sort of midway through, because then the whole story can
be guided by that.
Story
A Day Framework
In
a world where superpowers are real, a convicted criminal is spared a
prison term… If he
agrees to do community service, enforced by an unknown league of
incognito superheroes. But how can he skip town while he’s always
under their surveillance?
i didn't do a framework. Started with dialog between John and Inviso Woman and then jumped back to the top.
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