Saving The Economy's 'Super Market'

While watching over the Queen’s land Ipswich started to feel good since the turf, he was protecting was getting a nice upgrade. Due to being on a diet he finished the Tab soda pop and decided to get something accomplished in the business district.

It was then he bumped into an Italian gentlemen named Capiteel the third in line to a great fortune and he at this time was trying to understand the super market concept.

“Zasceed I am out of the money that is my understandel,” Capiteel exclaimed nearly falling over, “oh my good man Ipswich it is good to see you, I came here looking for a nice financial showing but what is this super market that is filled with greens?

Ipswich was a proud individual especially when it came to the commerce place, he helped to develop and was very honest in his answer.

“A super market is not a place for those who are on thin ice,” he commented, “it is a place for bulls and bears.”

“Bulls and bears?” Capiteel inquired, “do they feed on greens?”

“Yes,” Ipswich answered before pausing for a second, “are you a good skater?”

“Why I nearly beat a Russian Warrior in competition, but he was a winner,” Capiteel mentioned, “will that assist me on thin ice?

“Maybe?”

Later that day inside the New Castle that was just constructed on the beach there was a maiden carrying a plate. Due to the rain ruining the day she ignored that her economic turf was reported soft. Walking a few steps, she saw Sanpos working at his computer, “I just made a point of sale,” he jumped up giving the maiden a hug.

“Where?” The maiden was enthusiastically enthralled. “Where?”

“A place called Meerut in Northern India,”

“We are rich,” the Maiden shrieked knowing that nothing not even the downpour could sabotage this wonderful feeling and that was when an uncomfortable memory invaded the young girls mind, “have you seen Barney? Lately?”

“Whose Barney?” Sanpos questioned.

“Back when we were out of the money,” The maiden started to explain, “before I had nothing on my plate, we were nicknamed the ‘pair of hearts.”

“Pair of hearts?” Sanpos digested the information.

“Yes, we skated on thin ice,” the maiden told him before a loud disturbance rumbled throughout the mansion.

“I want you to show me your new republic,” a voice bellowed.

“Barney,” the Maiden recognized who was shouting, “this is Sanpos he just made a big sale in,” she paused, “what was the place called?”

“Meerut,” Sanpos whispered in her ear.

“Meerut,” the Maiden repeated.

“Well, they now call me Barney Rabble, I am a winner, and these are my people,”

“That is a disorderly crowd,” the Maiden exclaimed, “it is a mob!”

“And that my dear is why the call me Barney Rabble the winner,” her former lover smirked, “now where is this new republic?”

Suddenly wintry music from a beautiful country could be heard, and the Maiden ran to the window. Despite the calendar stating it was summer she could see Capiteel sliding on ice. “Look Barney, it is an Italian figure skater.”

Joining her Barney saw the performance, “but I want you to show me the new republic.”

Enjoying all the memories that flowed back in the last few seconds the Maiden stated, “you and I are the new republic in this our new castle.”

“But what about?” Barney pointed over to the guy in sales.

“He has too many computer chips on his shoulders,”

Barney quickly returned his attention towards the romantic post card, “where did the figure skater go?”

Shrugging her shoulders the Maiden responded, “ice must have melted, it is 71 degrees and raining,” and she took Barney in her arms hearing the thunderclap and lightning strike, “which means the surf could be up.”