4/25/99
The Contest
by Caleb Jones
"Gee, Eric, I got this Email from Raven saying Mindy was changing the
writing contest into a beauty contest!"
"I got one from Raven too, Caleb! It was right after he sent out his great
story for the writing contest."
"Mine said that due to the co-sponsorship of HairMania and RollerMania, the
contest had been transformed into a beauty contest, Eric."
"Mine, also, Caleb."
"Now we might not have time to write our stories for the contest!"
The truth dawns on our two writers as they uncover the nefarious plans of
their feathered friend and co-writer.
Two sets of typing hands leave the keyboard and rise as fists, high into the
air, at the same time that both angrily yell out to anyone who will hear...
"Curse you Raven, may the SRU Wizard enter you into the beauty contest
you made up -- AND MAY YOU LOOSE!!!"
Furious typing ensues as Caleb and Eric write up a story about the
impeachable Raven. Meanwhile, the mighty pens of the Raven transform
into earrings and the printed out pages of his story for the contest wrap
around him and form an attractive evening gown. His keyboard and mouse
slide down to his feet and reshape themselves into a pair of four inch high
heels. His living room transforms into a stage and Raven is surrounded by a
multitude of young vibrant women in evening wear. His printer ink ribbon
extends into a sash around his chest proclaiming him to the world as Miss
Teen Florida.
Sadly, while quite feminine with long hair and a firm if small bosom, the
newly remodeled Raven still looks much like his male self and looses the
beauty portion of the contest. As to the talent portion, well, lawyering and
storytelling may be important talents but they are rather hard to display on the
stage for the viewing public. Raven perked up after winning Miss
Congeniality. His interest in the other girls was appreciated, but it was to
little, and too late.
The Raven lost the beauty contest.
Whether the changes were the doing of the writers, or due to the intervention
of an old man in a well-worn bathrobe working in the mall remains
unknown.
The Raven sighed as he kicked off his heels and took off his bra and panty
hose after a long hard day of using his best lawyering skills. He had to
change his legal records from the masculine into the feminine, and record a
significant age decrease as well. Convincing a Judge of his true identity had
been quite difficult and would set a precedent in future cases involving
Fictionmania!
He turned on his computer and checked out the site to see who was the
winner of the contest... the WRITING contest, he ruefully reminded himself.
When he saw the name of the winning story, he raised his fists high into the
air, at the same time angrily yells out to anyone who will hear...
"Curse you Eric and Caleb, may the SRU Wizard....!
But that's another story
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