Gone With the Viper

I was beautiful. My straight brown hair hung to my shoulders, and my brown eyes twinkled as I sat on the terrace outside Tara, the Plantation that my family owned.

“I don’t care if there is a war, Amanda,” Jake, my father, said.

“War, war, war.  If you say ‘war’ one more time, I will go in the house and slam the door,” I said.

“I’m sorry, honey,” said he.  “Let’s talk about the barbecue at Megakat Oaks tomorrow.”

“Oh, that will be a splendid affair,” I said.

“Want ta know a secret?  Dr. Viper is going to marry Callie Briggs,” he said to me.

“Callie Briggs, that goody-goody!  What does Viper see in her?”  And, I stomped off.

**It couldn’t be,** I thought. **I know Viper doesn’t know I love him.  I’ll tell him at the barbecue tomorrow.**

“Hold still,” said my servant, Mammy.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“It’s food,” she replied.

“I don’t need it.  I will eat at the barbeque,” I said.

“You gonna eat it,” said Mammy.  “I’m not going to let you go to the barbecue and eat like a fieldhand and gobble like a hog!” she said abruptly.

“Viper says he likes girls with a healthy appetite,” I said.

“What gentlekats say and they mean are two different things, and I don’t see Dr. Viper asking to marry you,” she said.

“Viper loves me. I know it,” I said and left for the B-B-Q.

I longingly stared at Dr. Viper; he was ever so handsome.

“Viper!” I shouted.

“Isss that you, Amanda?” he asked.

“Oh Viper, I know you love me and not Callie Briggs.  I know that you must love me as I love you,” I said to him.

“Oh, yesss. I do,” he said to me with a smile.

“Marry me, Viper!” I said.

“Okay, my ssssweet.”

And, me and Dr. Viper had a glorious wedding.

Jake, Chance, Felina, Mayor Manx, Comander Feral, and a very upset Callie Briggs attended. And, me and Dr. Viper lived happily ever after.

The End