The Apprentice Professional Bachelor

Having something at stake on this fast-track racing day, a reclusive apprentice felt regret despite being a winner.

“I remember a show featuring this summer flower, blooming tempting my emotions,” the quiet shy reserved individual confessed, “I had one fine wine and within a second my first reign ended up out of the money.”

“Out of the money apprentice,” a maiden with special weight heard the outburst then exclaimed.

“Yup, I found out she was Dick the bachelor’s winning pick, and the tabloids coined her, Richie’s Valentine,” the disappointed apprentice clarified defending his firm turf concerning a trophy relationship.

Accepting domesticated fast-track lifestyle challenges, one time apprentice, Jake Rocks dealt with out of the money issues, claiming flying airbourne talent performing tasks like a winning osprey, gliding around, accomplishing family style battleground chores.

“Just whistle while you mow in this place,” a distant voice sounded claiming commentary rights.

“Is that the Butterfly Queen?” Jake Rocks expressed, “What are you doing here? You are a winner,”

“Jake Rocks, I am looking for a pink rose to show,” the Butterfly Queen replied.

“Show what?”

“Jake, I have a female friendly market in my place called Bazzarina,” Butterfly Queen answered.

“Where is it?” Jake inquired.

“If you must know Lisa Palace hosts the shopping area, but I thought you were out of the money.”

Hearing the accurate statement Jake Rocks honestly grimaced.

End Day One

Deciding to investigate the early morning advertisement Jake Rocks socially invaded the Lisa Palace elegant mansion confronting the department store festive tents, seeing the greeter, “would you like some magical oaks?”

Taking a second he noticed the edible snacks jungle glow, “I do not mind if I do,” Jake Rocks answered accepting the gift bag. Hearing KPaz put on a Mexican show Jake Rocks confirmed this was a very good decision, loitering around Bazzarina.

Continuing vendor table tempting trinkets browsing, an argument broke out, “It is only dumb money,” a maiden with special weight was claiming.

“That dumb money,” her cover male model companion paused, “we are out of the money, and we do not even have smart cash put away.”

“We have enough to make it to Cheyenne,” she stood her firm turf, “and do not worry we are still winners”

Leaving the thrift shop setting, encountering a fast-track atmosphere Jake Rocks strengthened his stride entering Lisa Palace, “this place hits the heights,” he thought admiring the ceiling’s artistic message, “I always imaginized what it would be like being a winner and this is it.”

Looking through all the museum artifacts, Jake Rocks over heard another private conversation, “that display shows a gun, right,” the husband started claiming.

“Dear “his wife responded, “that is a sun of a gun, see you can see its tan lines, buying into that image will put you out of the money,”

“Where do you put the bullets?” He still wanted an investment.

Laughing, observing the pair both stand their firm turf talking, Jake Rock found the residence’s watering hole, where a sophisticated cat acted like a winner hanging out at the place named ‘Mo’s Vino Mesa”.

“You must be a Wellton Girl,” Jake Rocks introduced flirting with a maiden who does claiming.

“Why does a Wellton Girl show?” She smiled, “You know if you paint me beautiful, we both would no longer be out of the money.”

End Day Two

Taking a second to ponder the question Jake Rock told Sassy Allie the truth, “yes it does.”

“You know I was in this show, played a Portuguese character who had an unbelievable laugh, she was called Risadita, I told the director I can do this, and you know what happen?” Sassy Allie questioned, defending her turf, presenting ‘why she is still a maiden doing claiming.”

“You ended up out of the money?”

“That is when I was hired as a Victoria’s Dancer which made me the winner I am today.”

Enjoying listening to Sassy Allie spin fast-track tales from her maiden special weight days Jake Rock wanted more,

“You know if you were out of the money back then, it was a national law that during the show you had to do kissling,”

“Really,” Jake Rock responded.

“And if you were, ok very good, in this place,” Sassy Allie remarked, “they would say the shooters gotta shoot and that would make you into a winner.”

“When the shooters gotta shoot?”

“They called it a starter allowance,” Sassy Allie clarified about how the fast track was run, “Lloyd who ran the place always had a smokin holiday show and his wife Colleen used to put a stake in the production.”

“Really,” Jake Rock commented.

“If you were out of the money, they made up the ‘Apollo Code’ and bring out a fetish charm from West Africa.”

“The Good Ju Ju instant cash prize which makes any one a winner.”

“That is right Rock Jack, did I give you enough for your newspaper story.”

“Oh, I just came in here for a drink.”

And for the rest of the night the two never glanced at each other, blaming the good juju curse for them not ever getting a romantic red rose.