The Writer's Corner
I Am Your Brother
Written by Vanessa Rose aka
- Present Day - 2020 -
"Daddy?" Carlson whispered as his Daddy tucked him that night.
"Yes, Carlson?" Daddy hoped he wasn't going to ask him to tell one
of those amazing stories that Carlson's mommy always told him before
"Will you tell me a story?" Daddy inwardly groaned. He didn't have
the skills to tell a tale.
"Sure son. What about?"
"Oh. Of course."
"And Royal Springs of course." Carlson quickly added. Daddy sighed.
"A long time ago in a galaxy far far away..."
- Royal Springs - A long time ago (literally) -
Cowboy Jedi Carter Carlyle walked inside the General Store where the
employee were working behind the counter.
"Yo, bro!" Someone said called out. Ever since Carter found out he
was strong with the Cowboy Force he knew this was going to be a
great life for him. He would defeat the Kendrick gang and everything
would be fine. "Brother?" Carter turned around to see the owner of
the store behind the counter.
"Hey! You! You stole my true love!" Carter exclaimed.
"I'm gonna ignite my gun saber." Carter warned. He was skilled with
gun sabers now.
"Huh?" Carter ignited it. "Wow."
"I know right? Itís so crazy that I'm a Cowboy Jedi now." The owner
straightened to his full height.
"I'm sorry bro."
"Why do you keep calling me that?" Carter asked feeling really
"I am your..."
"Father? I don't wanna be related to guy who's a general store
owner." Carter complained. "I wanna--"
"Will you just shut up for a second?" The man yelled. "I'm not your
"My cousin?" Carter guessed.
"My second cousin?"
"No," The man said trying to calm his anger. Carter laughed.
"Oh, you must be the black sheep of the family?" The man slapped the
counter in fustration.
"My uncle? No that's why too creepy like Lucky Walker." Carter said.
"Lucky? Isn't it Luke Skywalker?"
"Skywalker? That's a dumb name."
"Will you PLEASE let me speak?" Carter leaned against the counter.
"Sure. Why didn't you ask in the first place?" The man closed his
"I am your brother."
"What?! I thought Carter already knew that he was his brother."
"Oh yeah. Sorry. Now itís time to go bed Carlson."
"What? You didn't even finish it, Daddy." Carlson whined.
"Sorry kid." Daddy ruffled his hair as he stood up from the bed.
"Mommy!" Carlson called. Mommy came in running.
"What's wrong honey?" She was wearing pajamas already.
"Daddy won't finish the story."
"But its bedtime sweetheart."
"Okay, but this isn't fair." Carlson said still upset.
This is a story based on the TV
series The Rifleman
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