Proof of GISHWHES

So, this blog entry is another attempt at proving that I have helped a GISHWHES Team to complete their tasks.

GISHWHES is the Greatest International Scavenger Hunt The World Has Ever Seen.

One team asked me to help them with task, or item 78: Get a previously published Sci-Fi author to write an original story (140 words max) about Misha, the Queen of England and an Elopus.

I did so and submitted the story to the GISHWHES team on the 7th of August, well in time for the submission deadline.

This blog entry is another attempt at proving authorship of the short story. I printed it out and took a selfie with it too ;-).

Ah, Tini chan – can I put the story here into this blog post? (I’ll edit the blog post and insert the text when and if I get your OK).

It was great fun writing this little piece out of the blue and I dearly hope “my team” will win and will get to go to “King’s Landing”

Okay, just got permission from the GISHWHES team member to put the 140 words story onto the blog, so here it is:

Elopus

by Regina Glei

Misha sat opposite the Queen of England on a picnic sheet behind Buckingham Palace, trying not to puke.

“What happened to your corgis, your Majesty?”

“They were abucted by aliens.”

“Aliens like… um, it…?”

“No, far uglier. They showed me holograms of their pets, this was the prettiest one.”

She patted the Elopus’ head. It emitted a honking noise, like a sneeze, but wetter. A fountain of green slime splashed over the white picnic sheet and the Elopus’ tentacles wriggled in it.

Misha retched.

“It tends to drool,” the queen said. She pulled at one of the Elopus’ tentacles and the thing whined.

“Why did you call me, your Majesty?”

“Because you sent this to me.”

“Why would I do such a terrible thing?”

“You always do things like that.”

Misha sighed. “Yes, your Majesty.”