The Beginning of the Rainbow

It's always Happily Ever After, isn't it?

       Our family was pretty average except for our name, Bett. 

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We were called everything from Alfa-Bett to Wanna-Bett. 

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Our bloodline was also pretty messed up. That's where the rainbow comes in. My grandmother was called Black Betty Bett. We kids called her Grandma BBB. It was kinda confusing to the middle class neighborhood we grew up in. Everybody owed BBB.

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"Grandma, can I call you just BB instead of BBB. It's hard to remember to add that third b, " I asked her one day when she was making buttered blueberry biscuits. 

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Grandma answered, "Okay, everytime you leave off part of my name, I'll leave off part of your treat. That's fair."

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I shrugged, "Whatever."

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That same week, my brothers, sisters and our friends were walking home from school when Make-A-Bett found a dead body,

"There's a dead body!" Make-A-Bett screamed and pointed off our regular path into a path that was different from ours.

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"Ouch! That's a different path than ours, all right. Maybe that's why nobody has seen it, yet," friend of Friendly-Bett gasped.

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It was disgusting. Somebody had poured a whole load of blueberries in its mouth and left the empty basket all berry stained.

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Suddenly, we all hear what sounds like horse galloping but weren't horses at all, however, the psyche was transforming our thoughts into actual hallucinations being the blueberries were laced with LSD and the vapors had mixed into the oxygen we breathed.

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The sound of horses galloping stopped. A man appeared out of thin air,

"I am super sleuth, Luxurious-Alfa-Betta. You can call me Luxur. I've been investigating these mysterious hallucinogenic sightings around these parts for a while. My estimations lead me to believe you kids are responsible for the dead body!"

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"NO!" I being the third or fourth from the eldest felt like it was my place to step up. I questioned loudly, "WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?"

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Luxur bounced his eyebrows up and down ridiculously a few times and said, "There is blueberry hallucinogenic vapors all around you kids! I concur the hallucinogenic vapors caused the death!"

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I stepped up again, "So tell me, super sleuth Luxur, what being is the victim?"

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Super sleuth Luxur hung his head, "It's a raccoon."

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I stepped forward again, this time as a magnificent attorney, "And Mr Luxur. What do raccoons love to eat?" I began to pace back and forward in victory.

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"They love to eat blueberries. Raccoons love blueberries. BUT your Honor!" Luxurious looked to the sky so I suppose he was talking to God, "These kids were being punished by their mother withholding blueberries form their treats! It is my belief the mother threw out the whole basket of blueberries knowing the raccoon would eat the berries, Sir!"

Reviews

[trokanmariel33]

You expand the theme and retain onto the science of the theme. The story is a fantastic concept, a fantastic approach to fantasy and satire. The opening pun about Wanna-bett and Alfa-bett is superb.

[ETERNITY]

trokanmariel33, Thanks! Sometimes I like to write for fun.