Nightclub – The Elephant's Trunk

Written for The Unicorn Challenge where we are
encouraged to write creatively in 250 words or less
using the photo below as inspiration. Here’s my story.

“No! Didn’t do it!” wailed Robbie, the dishwasher at Michael’s.

The waitstaff ran into the kitchen when they heard the crash. Shattered crystal covered the kitchen floor …. the new glasses for the lounge’s grand opening.

Robbie huddled in the corner like a little boy, wiping his runny nose on his sleeve. He was a 32 year old man with the mind of an eight year old, courtesy of that one decisive extra chromosome …. a little thing called Down Syndrome. Robbie’s brother Gary, the maître d’, crouched next to him while everyone stood in awkward silence.

“Robbie, accidents happen” Gary said calmly. “C’mon now. Everyone will pitch in.”

The crew began sweeping up …. everyone except Vic, the bartender.

“Not me. I ain’t helpin’!” snarled Vic. “It was that moron’s fault. He shouldn’t be around normal people!”

Michael Banks, the lounge owner, stormed into the kitchen. “What the hell’s going on?!” Slowly he looked around, taking in the whole scene, then asked everyone to leave except Robbie, Gary and Vic.

“Robbie, it’s ok” Michael said. “Talk to me. Tell me what happened.”

Robbie sniffled. “I saw the boxes but I didn’t touch them, cross my heart and hope to die. Vic rushed in the back door and pushed me into the boxes.”

“You lyin’ freak!” sneered Vic. “Look, Mr. B. I’m tellin’ ya I didn’t do nothing. Who ya gonna believe – that retard or me?”

“That’s enough! It’s over!” Michael barked. “Grab a broom. We’re opening tonight on schedule.”

The Unicorn Challenge-28/06/24

This is “Hey Bulldog” by the Beatles

Tag: Nightclub

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