Black Gold

I’m a dreamer. I always wanted to investigate a rainbow and make it answer for its evasiveness. I once took my jeep to chase a rainbow, eating dry lucky charms the whole way with a determined glint in my eye. “Damn leprechauns ruining everything for the rest of us…”

I stood there, pondering those thoughts and the thrill of being a “rainbow chaser.” Would I actually get to see a leprechaun? Would they greet me? What would they have to say for themselves? I just pondered those thoughts, waiting for a rainy day.

Eventually, a few days later, rain came and, with it, a rainbow. I went to the end of the rainbow and waited at a distance to see if a leprechaun would come out. I waited for 3 hours, and just when I had given up hope, a leprechaun appeared.

He was currently shooting a television advert for a well known Irish alcoholic beverage; Guinness. In one hand stood a tiny "pint" of the black gold and in his other a Gold Coin.

“Did someone say ‘black gold’?” The wall burst as a sea of Marines entered the pub. With guns pointed at the offender, they tackled the poor man, grabbing his pint of Guinness. “Ah, sweet, sweet oil.” The US anthem played as an eagle could be heard screeching in the far distance.

A bearded old man pointed at the sky and shoot his gun. Fulminated, the bird fell to the ground. "Eagle for dinner!" said the old folk. The piano stopped and the Marines became surrounded by the regulars. "The gold is mine!" Said "Why is so?" Replied the marine "Cause I'm black"

Eventually, they all came to a decision. They would pay the Marines the gold for the performance on the piano, and they would all bond while enjoying a freshly caught eagle. They just had to hope that the gold was enough. They had been playing in a random forest anyway.