Friday, October 17, 2014

"What's Rakestraw Up To?"

Rakestraw and his newly wedded wife, Duval, lept from the airplane, a smile dazzling both of their faces. "Welcome to our honeymoon!" Rakestraw sang out loud. Duval rolled her eyes, but nonetheless, she was just as excited as he. Rakestraw broke into a wild dance. Jazz hands. Lugging their heavy suitcases, they made their way out of the airport, meeting the salty draft with open arms. The sun burned bright, and tourists populated St. Martins. Rakestraw pointed to this little villas along the beach, but Duval didn't sea them; she was focused on the small pain in her toes.

"COD DAMMIT!" Duval cursed like a sailor, pulling her foot up from the sand, only to reveal the tiny crab upon her toesies. 

"Water you doing????" Rakestraw shrieked when she shook her foot viciously. "You have got to be squidding me!" Rakestraw and Duval rushed over to the villas, zig zagging through the crowd. 

And that marks the first incident upon arriving at St. Martins for the Rakestraws. Soon afterward, a whirlwind of wind and water swept through the island, but the Rakestraws had each other to cling to.

On the third day, Rakestraw rubbed his tiny hands together, like a villain who has an evil bunny upon his chair, and made the first contact with his students. He could imagine Andy's cackle as he took over the classroom, oh the destruction! 
He had told Andy, "When you've taken over, let minnow!" 

"I NEED SOME KELP OVER HERE!" Duval screeched from the kitchen. Rakestraw rushed to her, but when he arrived she said, "What did one ocean say to the other?"

Rakestraw shrugged, "Sea you soon?"

"Wrong!! They just waved. Now, what's the difference between a dirty bus station and a well endowed lobster?"

"Uhhhh."

"One's a crusty bus station, the other is a busty crustacean."

"For the love of Cod! KRILL ME NOW!" Rakestraw screamed, overwhelmed by awful jokes. 

"Whale you can dolphinately say I'm amazing, that's why you married meeee!" 

This, though, was true. "Fintastic," Rakestraw grinned, running straight through the open window and flopped into the ocean. He did love Duval, and this honeymoon was gonna be remembered. 




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