Old Mr. Shaw
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
Mr. Shaw was a neighborhood nuisance. The 66 year old man was given a wide berth by the public any time he ventured out. The reclusive old man was ornery on just about any day that ended in a "y" but was especially nasty on Halloween. This was because Mr. Shaw hated children and loud noises. On Halloween night the neighborhood always echoed with the sounds of children's laughter and screams. Rather than shut himself inside his house and ignore it he instead sat on his porch and harassed any passerby. He would shout obscenities to the kids and their parents as well as threaten to shoot any trespassers should they step foot on his property. He had been doing this for so long that the tradition had become a source of mean spirited joy to the crusty old man. This night started as many other years had with Shaw sitting on his porch chair sipping a glass of bourbon and antagonizing anyone in sight. Little did he know that retribution was on its way in the form of an enlarged Mrs. Garcia.
Mrs. Garcia gathered herself and stood up. Her fall had left an enormous ass shaped crater in the Reilly's yard. All that remained of Jack was a red stain with some tiny traces of the man's clothes on her right butt cheek. These remains were wiped away too as Lupe dusted off her backside. As she stared out into the darkness of the neighborhood she caught sight of a very familiar house. This decrypt dwelling housed the neighborhood real life boogie man if there was one, Mr. Shaw.
Lupe was well aware of Shaw's repulsive behavior. On the few times they crossed paths the old man would just glare at her before uttering some racist remarks not too softly behind back. Even worse were the stories she overheard from her students in class. How the old man would shout curses at them and threatened them if they dared to approach his house on Halloween. It sickened her how this vulgar old man took pleasure in ruining Halloween for so many children year after year. Halloween was about creating memories with family and friends through scares and treats. The anger rose in her and she stomped off towards his house in a fury. His attack on the holiday's most sacred tradition could not go unpunished. This year he would be put in his place. She would make sure of that.
Mr. Shaw took another sip from his glass. The liquid warmed his insides as the crisp autumn air nipped at his neck. Good he thought. Less brats outside causing a ruckus. He sat back his porch rocking chair enjoying the relative peace and quiet. Then the screams started. Shaw knew it was too good to be true. He could never have a moment's peace. He expected to see groups of kids swarming the streets. The little monsters banging on doors and demanding treats. Their negligent parents shouting their names. How he hated it all. Instead he was surprised to see large groups people sprinting down the street. As they ran by Shaw saw the unmistakable look of fear on their faces. As the old man stood up from his chair he felt the ground shake beneath him and heard the roars of tremors approaching.
Mrs. Garcia strode over to Mr. Shaw's house. Feeling empowered by her new size she paid very little attention to all the horrified people at her feet. Down on the street parents grabbed their kids and ran for their lives. With each giant step it was clear that the massive educator had a destination in mind. They just tried to stay out of her way. Finally she arrived at the old man's address. Lupe knelt down, her knee crushing the mailbox in the old man's front yard. With a look of disgust she spotted the old man trying to run back into his house. Lupe reached out cutting off his path and wrapped her giant fingers around him. Pulling Mr. Shaw out she stood back up and brought him to her face. She was going to enjoy this.
Shaw stared out into the street watching the last people run past his property just as a giant slipper clad foot came down. How much had he had to drink tonight? Before he had time to react the colossal figure bent down and its big brown eyes stared back at him. He recognized those aged eyes as belonging to that middle school teacher he vaguely knew. What was her name? Ramirez or Garza he thought. He knew it had to be something Spanish. Mr. Shaw didn't have much time to process all this as the giant woman extended her hand out blocking his path to escape before wrapping him up in her grasp and pulling him out into the night. As the mature woman stood up and brought him to her face he saw her nostrils were flared and slight smile creeped across her lips.
Mrs. Garcia gathered herself and stood up. Her fall had left an enormous ass shaped crater in the Reilly's yard. All that remained of Jack was a red stain with some tiny traces of the man's clothes on her right butt cheek. These remains were wiped away too as Lupe dusted off her backside. As she stared out into the darkness of the neighborhood she caught sight of a very familiar house. This decrypt dwelling housed the neighborhood real life boogie man if there was one, Mr. Shaw.
Lupe was well aware of Shaw's repulsive behavior. On the few times they crossed paths the old man would just glare at her before uttering some racist remarks not too softly behind back. Even worse were the stories she overheard from her students in class. How the old man would shout curses at them and threatened them if they dared to approach his house on Halloween. It sickened her how this vulgar old man took pleasure in ruining Halloween for so many children year after year. Halloween was about creating memories with family and friends through scares and treats. The anger rose in her and she stomped off towards his house in a fury. His attack on the holiday's most sacred tradition could not go unpunished. This year he would be put in his place. She would make sure of that.
Mr. Shaw took another sip from his glass. The liquid warmed his insides as the crisp autumn air nipped at his neck. Good he thought. Less brats outside causing a ruckus. He sat back his porch rocking chair enjoying the relative peace and quiet. Then the screams started. Shaw knew it was too good to be true. He could never have a moment's peace. He expected to see groups of kids swarming the streets. The little monsters banging on doors and demanding treats. Their negligent parents shouting their names. How he hated it all. Instead he was surprised to see large groups people sprinting down the street. As they ran by Shaw saw the unmistakable look of fear on their faces. As the old man stood up from his chair he felt the ground shake beneath him and heard the roars of tremors approaching.
Mrs. Garcia strode over to Mr. Shaw's house. Feeling empowered by her new size she paid very little attention to all the horrified people at her feet. Down on the street parents grabbed their kids and ran for their lives. With each giant step it was clear that the massive educator had a destination in mind. They just tried to stay out of her way. Finally she arrived at the old man's address. Lupe knelt down, her knee crushing the mailbox in the old man's front yard. With a look of disgust she spotted the old man trying to run back into his house. Lupe reached out cutting off his path and wrapped her giant fingers around him. Pulling Mr. Shaw out she stood back up and brought him to her face. She was going to enjoy this.
Shaw stared out into the street watching the last people run past his property just as a giant slipper clad foot came down. How much had he had to drink tonight? Before he had time to react the colossal figure bent down and its big brown eyes stared back at him. He recognized those aged eyes as belonging to that middle school teacher he vaguely knew. What was her name? Ramirez or Garza he thought. He knew it had to be something Spanish. Mr. Shaw didn't have much time to process all this as the giant woman extended her hand out blocking his path to escape before wrapping him up in her grasp and pulling him out into the night. As the mature woman stood up and brought him to her face he saw her nostrils were flared and slight smile creeped across her lips.
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