A ROYAL FEAST (aka EAT YOUR VEGETABLES)

~ Iain Kelly

Gefjun brought the feast to the table. Her husband, Skjöldr, son of Odin, sat silently in his anger.

‘Thank you for this offering, mother,’ said Fridleif as the plate was laid before him.

‘Eat well, Fridleif.’ Gefjun took her place beside her son and looked at Skjöldr.

‘Can I eat now?’ spoke the Norse king.

‘Not yet, father. First we must all drink from the Cup of Óðrerir to receive the blessings of our God forefathers.’ Fridleif took the grotesque looking vessel featuring a menacing skull and decorative silver plating.

Skjöldr rolled his eyes. ‘Seriously, do we have to?’

‘Daaaad,’ whined Fridleif (James).

‘Martin, please just do what he wants. I mean, Skjöldr.’ Gefjun (Helen) smiled at her son and gave Skjöldr a pleading look.

‘Okay,’ conceded the king. ‘Give it here.’

Order restored, the Cup of Óðrerir was passed round the feast table and all sipped of the diluted juice of the orange. Fridleif placed the vessel in the centre the table.

‘Now, we may eat,’ Fridleif pronounced.

‘Thank you,’ grumbled Skjöldr.

Gefjun smiled at her son. If this what it took to get him to eat his vegetables, then so be it.

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Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). For more details visit HERE.

To read more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

Published by Iain Kelly

39 year old writer, avid film viewer and book reader, employed in the media industry as a television editor.

36 thoughts on “A ROYAL FEAST (aka EAT YOUR VEGETABLES)”

  7. Ha ha, what a fun take on the prompt! A family that (role) plays together, stays together, right? Or at least, eats their vegetables together. I would totally have done this in Mom’s position (or Dad’s). But then, who am I kidding, I was probably the one who *wanted* to pretend we were all gods and ritualistically drink from the sacred vessel.

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      1. Well, that’s how it starts, innit? First eating the vegetables, and next thing you know, drinking the blood of your enemies. It’s a slippery slope. 😉

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  8. this was so precious, I am recalling all the silly things mum and I used to do to get my eldest to eat. None worked though! she led us on a merry dance each time but it was her rules all the way. Lovely take on this prompt.

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  9. That’s really cute! You think it’s Norse mythology but it’s really a Mom playing games so her sun eats his veggies. I loved how you used the cup and how the Dad pretty much thought it was BS, Funny as usual.

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  15. I seem to have had it easy. We sat down to dinner, ate what was there and no remarks were made. My kids took it for granted I guess that it was all good. The only thing they didn’t eat was the green pepper of the stuffed peppers. Maybe they inherited Indian taste buds. My husband’s family were vegetarians. Cute and funny story. Big imaginations were at work there. Good writing. 😀 — Suzanne

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