Bryony Page Short Story

 

Bryony Page Short Story

Bryony Page appeared on Saturday Mashup. She avoided the super sliming, though she was in the vote. She was rather happy with the results. For some, however, this was a disappointment. A lot of people were hoping very much to see her get covered in slime. Shortly afterwards, she was set to appear on another similar show. The producers of the show decided to put this injustice of her staying clean right. There would be no escape for her this time.

She was not told everything that would be discussed before the show. The interview started as usual, with discussion about the Olympics and her sport. She was happy to discuss the sport that she loved and her experiences. The presenter then mentioned that she had recently appeared on Saturday Mash Up. She confirmed this. “We understand that there was a slime vote that you were a part of on that show.” “Yes, there was, luckily, I did not get the most votes and escaped the slime,” she replied. “Yes, well, a lot of us were really disappointed by that. We were hoping to see you get covered in mess.” She just smiled politely. “Well, we thought that we would rectify that injustice here today,” the presenter said. Bryony stopped in her tracks. “Oh no,” she muttered to herself. “Yes, we wanted to see you get it so badly, that we thought that we would ask you here to make it happen. Is that ok?” “Um… I guess,” she muttered. “That is fantastic,” the presenter said.

Then, out of nowhere, some stagehands dressed in clown and animal costumes trotted out. Before she could react, one of them dumped a jug of baked beans over her head. They flowed down the lines in her face and all over her body, leaving bean sauce and beans stuck to her face and hair. Another proceeded to dump a jug of sloppy brown gravy over her head. She closed her eyes and laughed as the gravy was poured all over her. She stuck her tongue out and shook her head. Everyone in the studio cheered and laughed.

Another of the characters then proceeded to dump a jug of spaghetti all over her. She held her hands up and raised her shoulders as the spaghetti plopped over her. Tons of it stayed on the top of her head as the sauce ran down her face, neck and shoulders. Another of the characters slammed a creamy pie in her face. She peeled the tin off and stuck her tongue out and to one side. Another sprayed her with ketchup and mustard, spraying it all over her body, on her long legs and on her hair.

She could do nothing but smile politely and laugh. She shrugged her shoulders. This was much sloppier than any slime. She shook her head and laughed.