RIVERDALE TO DUCKBURG

They're all here today with morose looks and dear Betty holding my hand and sobbing uncontrollably. Veronica, stunned and speechless. Feeling overwhelmed, I beckon them closer.

"Jughead, my pal! I hope they have pizza with anchovy topping, for I'll always raise a toast to you from up there. You've brought Ruff along! I wouldn't be able to depart without seeing him for the last time. He completed us. Archie and Friends was held together through thick and thin by my favorite mutt, the one who could say his own name." Ruff whines painfully at this and licks my palms as tears stream down Jughead's cheeks.

"Reggie, I always wanted to be the main character in a play and here I am on the school stage today, making a speech of a lifetime. I owe you, man, for pulling strings for shifting me from the ICU." Reggie's face is drawn and streaked with dried tears.

"Mr. Weatherbee, I've finally made you proud of me. I don't regret my actions one bit, for I've saved all my friends from the shooters. How dare… they sully the premises… of Riverdale High!"

Through the feeling of weakness, I can sense peace descending on me.

(200 words excluding the title)

©️ Sangeetha Kamath

Pic Courtesy:Pixabay

"Huey, Dewey, Louie, come closer, my boys. Unca Donald is too old and haggard to run after you like he did in his younger days. Awwww phooey! Unca Scrooge true to his word didn't leave us a measly cent to sew my threadbare robe. Doggone lil tortoise! I have nuthn' at all to give you.

Sufferin' succotash! I'm making a speech on my deathbed for land sakes! And you giggle?? I will disown you, Huey!

To my boys Louie and Dewey I leave my fortune of coin collection and my sailor hat. Aw! Nuts!

That did it! Wakkk! Wakkk! You don't touch my saxophone!

Daisy, my love! Stop tottering about with your walking stick. Whatchama gonna do?! Daisy! Sit down!

Goofy, there you are, you forgetful old man! No it's not my birthday party! What for you bring a cake and dancers here?!

Duckburg, to you I bequeath my land and house to tear down as you wish and build an orphanage for ducklings and chickadees.

Pluto, aw Pluto! My buddy! C'mere, boy!

Mickey! Finally! Fist bump and high five ol' pal. Hush! Don't cry! Mickey and Friends will always fly high. I'll go first to receive you, bud…"

(199 words excluding the title)

©️ Sangeetha Kamath

Pic Courtesy:Pixabay

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