for writers…the hero confronts the evil one

Shane has had it up to here.

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It’s time to confront the Evil One Get the supply of provolone flowing again, the way God meant it to.  He and Luigi make their way to the Evil One’s lair, or Inmost Cave.

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The horror!

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Luigi takes Shane to Mousealini’s office in the Palazzo del Governo, on the THIRTEENTH FLOOR! Time for the confrontation, better known as the Supreme Ordeal.

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Without knocking, Shane bursts through the door to find…

a man-sized rat with a green eye shade sitting at a desk.

“What is the meaning of this?”  Mousealini squeaks.

Shane withdraws an ancient purchase order from behind his ear.  “I might ask you the same thing, you little vermin.  I have tried time and again to get provolone cheese from Italy, but my quest has always been foiled by someone.  Someone with a rubber stamp.”

A sinister smile spread across Mousealini’s face.   He waved a wooden-handled item in the air.  “You mean this?”  Then he laughed.  “BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!”

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“That’s the one!”  Shane leapt across the desk, knocking Luigi sideways in the process.  Luigi spun, wobbled, then fell across a Delta Dolcevita Collection Desk Set. The fountain pen pierced his heart.  (Motif #12, The Hero loses an allie to death. Sometimes The Hero Dies, Motif #13. But not here.  My emotions can’t take it.)

Shane grabbed his temples and screamed, “Noooooooooo!  You’ve taken my only friend in the world!  Except for Sam, Jim, Harvey, Jessie, Lonnie, Thurgood, and Will.  And Steve.  Oh, I almost forgot Phineas.  And…”

Now Mousealini grabbed his temples and screamed.  “Stooooooooop!”

While he was incapacitated, Shane snatched the rubber stamp and ran.  He didn’t stop running until he got to the Tiber.  He threw the rubber stamp in and watched it sink.  “As God is my witness, I’ll never be ‘Refused Delivery: Out of Area’ again!”

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He even shook his fist a little.

He turned around to look at the traffic round-about, where sixteen different streets converged.

“I never thought I’d get this far.  Now what?”

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About Lisha Cauthen

Lisha Cauthen writes YA novels for guys that girls like to read too.

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