The Birthday Virus

GETTING THE BIRTHDAY VIRUS

"Have you ever heard of such a thing?"
"No!"
"At least it's short lived."
"But it makes you talks incessantly about birthdays. I avoid discussing mine."
"Is there no treatment for this scourge?"
"I'm afraid not. It dies a natural death in about a week."
"A week? I'm not sure I can stand it that long."
"Doctor StoryMaster is handing out earplugs for the duration, I understand."
"But if we wear earplugs won't we be in danger of missing something?"
"That's truth!"
"Too bad there aren't selective hearing earplugs."
"Perhaps I can get someone on that."
"Invention is a mother and never ready on time."
"Sadly true, so that's out."
"We could get started early for next year."
"And miss all the partying this year? I think not!"
"We could try wearing ear mufflers."
"You mean ear muffs? Much too warm for that. Must be the twenty four cakes each with twenty four candles each."
Whose idea was that baking frenzy?"
"Everybodies, we almost had to stir up a contest to slow the flow."
"Well at least there won't be any lack of goodies for the participants.
"I'm sure Lilli will help with the supply of coffee to go with them."
"Yes, we do want to stay awake for the whole week, don't we?"
"I know I do!!!
"Oops, it seems the guinea pigs are doing a conga line, watch where you step people!"
"I just about got hit by a flying banana from the direction of the chandeliers!"
"The Ninja Monkeys love a good party, any party in fact, good or bad!"
"I'm feeling distinctly nauseous!"
"Tell me you didn't drink the punch!"
"What if I did?"
"It's Gweep Juice based. The Swedish Chef made it."
"Ugh, maybe cake will help."
"What cake?"
"Are all twenty-four of them gone?"
"Nope, somebody used candles that were way too big. They're all burnt to a crisp."
"Those aren't candles, unless you meant Roman candles!
"What are you doing with that fire extinguisher?"
"Not me you fool, the cakes!"
"Too late, they've all exploded!"
"Now, that's birthday decorating!"
What do you mean? The explosion made all the balloons pop!"
Not all of them, the big one in the middle..."
"Is a giant falling disco ball; look out!"
"Now I really feel sick!"
"Was it the near death experience that did it?
"No, it was having exploded cake bits get into my mouth!"
"What did you open your mouth for?"
"To scream about the disco ball."
"Who's going to clean up after the party?"
"Hopefully the Story Master and Mistress have planned for that."
"What if they didn't?"
"We could always volunteer, I guess."
"I just remembered, I have a story to write."
"As for me, my port is a real mess."
"In my case, I think I have a severe case of the birthday flu!"
"What a bunch of ungrateful party poopers! Rude, crude and lazy!
"Who are you talking to?"
"Nobody now. Happy WDC birthday to all!

500 WORDS DIALOGUE 500 9/3/2024