Danger Bay—Episode 61—What About Bob?

“Voyage of the Motor Vessel Sparrow” series inspired by Bob Carney, and written by Boomer Jack Boardman

Previously—Episode 60— Departure:

“That biggest mountain,” Sarah offered, “Looked a lot like Mount Bloggious to me.”

“Hey, you know,” Maggie thinking out loud, said, “Bob did make a comment after the last episode.”

“What was that?”

“I think, ‘Oh no…Mt Bloggious…it’s Godzilla!!!’ is what he said,” Maggie replied.

“Big mistake,” Sarah observed, knowingly.

Boomer was heard to say to Jay, quietly “She’s like that sometimes Jay. There’s no explaining it.”

“Will Bob return?”

“Maybe…”

Episode 61, Chapter I:

“We sort of miss him, no?” Ines added. “We must find someone new to pick on.”

The smile on her face, flickering just a bit, Lysa chimed in, “Yes, but it won’t be the same.”

The cabin became quiet as each mulled over the situation: Bob was gone, repeated searches of the boat found no evidence of him, and it seemed likely he would never return. It was time to move on, and realizing this, all began to smile…

“We could pick on Boomer,” Fred suggested.

“We could, indeed,” Jay smiled in agreement.

“Oh no you wouldn’t,” Boomer quickly admonished.

Before anyone could respond, the stateroom flashed brightly, and as the light diminished, there was Bob. But there was something different about him, more so than usual, anyway.

“BOB!” Sarah exclaimed, “Are you okay?”

“Ummmm,” was about all the still disoriented Bob could manage in response.

“BOB!” Lysa shouted, startling everyone, “Where ARE your sunglasses?”

Episode 61, Chapter II (written by “T”):

From a few minutes earlier on Mount Bloggious:

Suddenly the alarm bell sounded, it was my reputation management system alerting me to yet another problem. It seems that one of the bloggers somewhere far away on Planet Earth called me “Godzilla”.

As I gazed down through the mist from the heights of Mount Bloggious I saw “GotBob” on the pilothouse of the Sparrow. I aimed my lightening bolt arm at him, when I hurl lightening bolts I rarely miss. I hit my target, but missed the hat. The bolt was set to stun and I transported “GotBob” to Mount Bloggious. I figured it was time for a chat. I never should have let him get by with the “Winnie and Eyore” thing last spring, give a guy and inch and he will take a mile.

Once he woke up, we started talking. I have to say he did look a bit nervous. He didn’t really talk, he told jokes. The first one made me want to finish him off with a lightning bolt. The second joke was funny. Before I realized what had happened “GotBob” had me laughing so hard that it hurt. The tears ran down my cheeks and blurred my vision. As I rolled on the ground laughing I got ready to hurl another lightening bolt. I know that it hit “GotBob’ but I don’t know what happened next. The next thing I knew I was all alone on the top of Mount Bloggious laughing.

Back aboard the Sparrow:

“I…I don’t know,” Bob, finally beginning to recover from his journey, said, “Hey, there’s my cap!”

To Be CONTINUED…Episode 62—The Chesapeake!