He was onto it now, Bernard could feel it. He’d tracked the beast through the snow for hours, and knew it must be close by. Once he caught it, he would be famous! The tracks led into some bushes, and Bernard followed. Then he froze, dumbfounded.
“Nessie?!? What the hell are you doing here?”
The serpentine neck turned gracefully to regard him. “Oh, I just fancied a change of scenery. Bigfoot raves about this place.”
“But how can you, a cold-blooded reptile, survive here?” Bernard asked.
The plesiosaur gave him a quizzical look. “You’ve never been to Scotland, have you?”
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This Friday Fictioneers entry was brought to you by Scotch Video Cassettes, because screw Netflix.
I wasn’t all that happy with my last attempt, so I thought I’d have another go. I’m much happier with this one. Apologies to any Scottish readers who might be offended. Please don’t nut me.
Myth Confirmed by Jake Kale is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.