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Together In Perfect Harmony
Margot was one of those irritating people who think they know what you’re going to say before you say it. So when her son, Harold, said he had an important announcement, she already had all the answers.
‘The thing is, Mother, I’ve -,’
‘-met someone! Oh clever you!’
‘Well, yes, but it’s not that straightforward. I’m -,’
‘-gay? Wonderful! Miranda will be positively green with envy!’
‘No, Mother, not gay. I’m in love with my piano -,’
‘-teacher?’
‘No, my piano. We’re seeing each … Mother?.’
Margot swooned.
Harold caressed his beloved’s ivories, ‘Best not mention the baby yet, sweetheart.’
(100 words)
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EL Appleby: Brain Fragments 
Haha! That will teach her! I’m sure Harold and the piano make beautiful music together….
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Ha ha! They certainly will 🙂
Thanks for commenting!
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That gives a whole new meaning to tinkling on the ivories!! This made my smile and cheered me up – thank you!
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Hi Kingsley
There were so many puns I could have put in here if only they’d let me have more words!!!
Glad I cheered you up 🙂
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Oh me, he is Piano Baby Daddy!
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Or completely insane 🙂
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I’m trying to figure out the logistics of this and rather regretting it.
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Best not 🙂
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Poor mom — she thought she knew all the answers! This dialogue was delightfully fun.
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Thank you – it was fun to write. I may use Margot (and her friend Miranda) again.
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What a hoot! I love it! I’m sure the baby will be Grand.
LOL You could think up all sorts of puns for this.
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A Baby Grand, surely.
Oh dear, that’s taking me back into Billy Joel territory.
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If I only had another 100 words…
Glad you liked my silly tale 🙂
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You gotta love somebody who loves their music…instrument. I guess I can see from the pic how the baby was made. Yikers. Wouldn’t that be painful? Lovely story. I got a great laugh out of it.
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I knew I could rely on you! 🙂 🙂 Great story.
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Thanks Sandra – I love this game 😀
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Very funny and original, and I’ve heard there are such people. Some of them are also gay and only go for inanimate objects whose gender in French is the same as theirs!
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Even in my twisted mind I couldn’t make that sort of thing up – seriously??
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Made me feel guilty that I too often interrupt when I’m excited. Very funny, quirky and enjoyable, as usual. Thanks!
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i loved the dialogue .. but the end came out of the blue… !!
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Who’s having the baby, the guy or the piano? I wish them a musical future! Guffawed out loud so well done.
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The piano’s supposed to be ‘pregnant’ somehow – unless of course Harold is just completely insane, which is likely, as he grew up with Margot as a mother!
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Indeed.
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[…] Friday Fiction: Together In Perfect Harmony (elappleby.wordpress.com) […]
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heh heh heh…loved this one. A know-it-all’s comeuppance. 🙂
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thank you 🙂
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I always get so excited to reach your submission for the week, and you once again did not disappoint! Also, I had no idea that you knew my mom…
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Thanks Troy, that’s a huge compliment – glad you liked my daft tale 🙂
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Just statin’ the facts… =)
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They can make beautiful music together. 🙂
janet
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😆
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A delightful little romp! You are always so clever. I loved the dialogue.
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Thanks Amy – glad you liked it 🙂
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Oh I’ve known ‘moms’ like that! But a baby? What’s it going to be an accordian? haha! Great as usual El…..Your dialogue is spot on.
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HI Jackie
I loved writing this one – and I think I’ll be using Margot again some time, there’s a lot more miles in her yet.
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Oh yes! I do think you are right! It should be fun reading the ones to come. Great idea El.
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Oooooooh! You have gone overboard with a GREAT story!
Of course, if the photo prompt is any indication … I think he’s doing it wrong. 😀 Wonderful stuff, EL!!!!
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Thanks Kent. I thought the photo might be the product of his little liaison: half-man, half-piano.
I worry about myself sometimes…
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If I were you, I’d worry TOO! 😀
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lol i laughed and laughed. good one! ^^
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Beautiful. poor Margot. Let’s see just how open-minded she is now.
Wonder what sort of pram they’ll have to buy?
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Hmmm – the pram would have to be large and strangely shaped I think – like the baby 🙂
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LOL. Wonderful voice from Margot – ‘Miranda will be positively green with envy!’ – I dunno. What some mother’s wish for! Please can we see the baby photos?
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I think the photo at the top might be it: half-man, half-piano?
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Oh, very well done! But pray tell, what is the offspring of a piano and a, ahem, organ.
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Clever! The more I think about the intricacies of their unusual romance the more I don’t want to think about it 😀
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Not your typical “coming out” party. Well done.
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Thank you 🙂
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Okay..that was different!
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Phew! And there was me worrying that everyone was going to do a story about a man falling in love with a piano 🙂
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Nope. you’re good.
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Dear EL,
There was once a Twilight Zone episode where a computer fell in love with a man. One of their most memorable. As for your story. You must be certifiable. Please don’t ever seek help. I’m just glad I wasn’t drinking my coffee while reading.
shalom,
Rochelle
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Ha, love that baby… must be a great one.
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Great story and then the last line just nailed it. I’m still laughing. Still… if you can make baby grands that way, that’s a good way to make a living.
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Hmmmm–suspect Harold and Margot both need a bit of counseling before they’ll be singing along with Miranda again.
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Love it!
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Honestly, what a hoot you Friday Fictioneers are. And, don’t we all know some irritating someone who either anticipates what we have to say or wants to top our statements with more fabulous statements of their own. Great story.
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Laughed out loud. I’m imagining a small electronic keyboard as Jr. Though I may not be the only one…
I’m trying to catch up on reading…so I’ve passed by the other comments…
Cheers and thanks for your visits.
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Thank you, at last you’ve explained what it means to be ‘accompanied by a piano’. Keep up the good work.
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