Short Story Exercise 2: Godzilla’s Day Off
Well here it is. My second short story exercise. Enjoy!
It was a typical day on Earth. The sun was rising in the eastern sky, humanity was awakening to go about their business and... wait? Godzilla was on a beach in Massachusetts north of Boston? Yes, he came to Earth from his homeworld of Macr' Eptilia on this peaceful day to prepare for filming for his latest film scheduled for release next winter. Since he didn't know what his bosses at Toho were planning for his design, s appearance was his typical one. He looks like the MireGoji design used for Godzilla 2000 & Godzilla Vs Megaguirus except he was quite chubby with an outie belly button and he was wearing a snug silk purple speedo.
Since the sun was rising, the famed daikaiju was deep in sleep. Though that changes in a few hours when a bunch of tiny humans arrive. The behemoth awakens with a mighty yawn, causing everyone to gasp in awe and freeze, uncertain as to what he will do. After a few blinks of his eyes, he sits up and admires the view. He then gets up, wades into the ocean and begins his swim towards the south. About 10 minutes later, Godzilla was in the Boston metro area. He makes landfall at the Boston Logan International Airport. The 1200 foottall speedo clad titan sits down on the grass near two airport runways and pulls out a purple walkie talkie. After which he says "Any humans on this frequency, please get me three sausage McGriddles, five hash browns, and an extra large Coke. Gojira signing off."
About 10 minutes later, a fire truck approaches the gigantic reptilian. A tiny gets out, drops off the order, waves to the famous giant, who waves back, and leaves. The reptilian grows the breakfast to his size and casually eats it in between sips of his soda. Upon finishing his meal, he stands up, drink cup in hand and returns to the water. This time Godzilla only goes to wading depth, where the water was up to his crotch. During the trek, he finishes his drink, and thus he tosses it in a recycling center, located in New Haven Connecticut.
With the cup no longer hindering his progress, he goes into the deeper waters of the Atlantic Ocean. By noon, Godzilla was in the Outer Banks region of North Carolina and he was getting plenty of attention from both citizens and media alike. All the major media corporations from CNN to the BBC were following the daikaiju's journey on this day. After eating a hearty lunch of Arby's that included a roast beef, jalapeño poppers made with cream cheese, and a large Pepsi near Wilmington on Wrightsville Beach, he resumes swimming in the ever warming ocean, which was natural since he was going south.
About 6 hours later, Godzilla made landfall, this time in Florida, near e Sound. He gently tiptoes his way over US Route 1 and Interstate 95, both of which were gridlocked with fans of the daikaiju as they got an up close look of his speedo bulge and chubby ass cheeks. He then makes his way through the Everglades, making sure not to kill any living creatures around him, especially crocodiles and other reptiles. He then reaches Lake Okeechobee, which he wades through the water.
At sundown, the giant male reaches Naples, which he gets dinner of a triple Whopper without tomatoes or onions , Onion Rings and a large Coke. After his dinner, he signs many autographs with the mob of fans that followed him and takes questions with the various local, national and global news networks. Upon concluding the impromptu press interview, Gojira tiptoes through the town of about twenty thousand people. After getting into the water, nightfalls upon the continent of North America and the giant thinks "I think l need a sleeping spot for the night by the time I find land."
At about eleven in the evening cental time, the giant daikaiju makes landfall at Padre Island, which he steps over as quietly as possible. About ten minutes later he reaches a quiet grassy area. The titan reptilian lays down on his belly, making a pillow appear under his head.
As midnight passes and Godzilla closes his eyes, he hears the far off sounds of a very familiar moth lady. He knew tomorrow would be a wonderful day...