The Salamander daydreams about Don Q, Lone Odor, and the Turtle

While the Salamander sat in his fiery nest, waiting for calls from the Six Flacks to rant and ramble on their television shows, he smiled at the thought of Don Q's head iconoclast Lone Odor. That nasty fulfillment of the Salamander's loveliest nightmares had gone beyond planning a pirate base on the moon and was imagining settling Mars even as he flew the skull-and-crossbones to root out vermin in Plunderland. For so long, the Salamander had admired the Turtle's slow hokum, which made him such a fine and nasty pirate, but now he could only laugh at the Turtle's meek gestures towards taking down that flag he lad always sailed under. Andrew Shields, #111Words, 24 February 2025)