Michelangelo’s Dream of Raymond Red Reddington and Saad Hariri

November 17, 2017 at 6:08 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, Television, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Michelangelo’s Dream of Raymond Red Reddington and Saad Hariri

Michelangelo the Psychic Lobster was asleep in his aquarium at the Set Enterprises laboratory in London.

He was dreaming a dream about TV character Raymond Red Reddington from The Blacklist holding Lebanese Prime Minister Saad Hariri hostage in Riyadh Saudi Arabia.

“Why are you doing this?” Saad Hariri asked Red, “I thought you were busy sharing a blacklist with law enforcement authorities in America in return for being allowed to keep your vast criminal empire. Why are you helping the Saudis?”.

“I owe Saudi Crown Prince Mohammad bin Salman a favour,” Red lit a cigar, “I have nothing against you personally.”

“Why do you owe the Crown Prince a favour?” Saad asked.

“Well I must admit it’s quite embarrassing,” Red brushed cigar ash off his trousers, “A couple of years ago I was in a Paris apartment getting the best blow job I had in my life from an extremely charming and beautiful young Saudi businesswoman Miss Fatima Suleiman when unexpectedly the Saudi Religious Police (who seem to have some trouble knowing where their jurisdiction lies) came bursting into the room. They were going to charge the charming Miss Fatima with adultery and take her back to Saudi Arabia where she’d be stoned (in a different sense of that word from Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau inhaling too much pot smoke). I felt it would be a terrible tragedy for the world if it were to lose Fatima’s delicious lips of mass exhilaration. So I phoned Saudi Crown Prince Mohammad bin Salman and asked that he commute her sentence and that she be allowed to remain in Paris where she could continue to perform oral healing on me. His Highness agreed on condition that I owe him a favour which he could call in at any time.”

“What became of the Saudi Religious Police officers who witnessed Fatima’s actions?” Hariri inquired.

“His Highness drafted them into the Saudi Army and sent them to the front lines of Damascus to fight Bashar al-Assad’s forces where of course they were killed immediately,” Red poured himself a glass of bourbon.

“And the favour the Crown Prince called in was for you to hold me hostage and get me to resign as Prime Minister of Lebanon πŸ‡±πŸ‡§?” Hariri was beginning to see the light.

Reddington quickly closed the blinds.

“That is correct,” Red finished his bourbon.

“So why is the Crown Prince now allowing me to fly to Paris at the invitation of French President Emmanuel Macron?” Saad asked.

“Beats me,” Reddington shrugged, “For myself, I’ve always been suspicious of any French male politician who wears more makeup πŸ’„ than Caitlyn Jenner and the Kardashian sisters put together.”

“So it’s a mystery why I’m being allowed to fly to Paris, France πŸ‡«πŸ‡·,”
Hariri noted.

“Well there are rumours that a few days ago a kraken calling himself Napoleon VI burst into Saudi Crown Prince Mohammad bin Salman’s palace while His Highness was hosting a seafood banquet,” Reddington opened a tin of smoked oysters, “and after eating all the seafood, the kraken demanded that His Highness release you.”

“And so as a result of the kraken’s digestive actions, I’m now flying to Paris,” Saad Hariri was impressed.

“That appears to be the case,” Red started eating the oysters using chopsticks, “as for myself, I appear to have misplaced my fork.”

“Say, Red,” Hariri looked imploringly at Reddington, “what’s the address of Miss Fatima Suleiman’s apartment in Paris?”.

Michelangelo woke up and wondered how much of his dream was reality.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Friday November 17th


  1. Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com said,

    Brilliant another great story.

  2. Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com said,

    Please have a look if you can at my recent post. Anubis Story.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Interesting story.

      Anubis the jackal headed god has always been an interesting figure.

      • Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com said,

        He is, I did a school project on Ancient Egypt mythology. Many years at a guess around 25-30.

      • Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com said,

        37 years ago.

      • Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com said,

        And ever since then I have loved to read and restudy.

  3. Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com said,

  4. Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com said,

    You can find it here.

  5. Orvillewrong said,

    Intriguing – as always

  6. Hyperion said,

    First the King allows women to drive a car and the next thing you know, they are oral healers as well. I tell you, there is no end to the surprises that crop up when the shackles of patriarchy are lifted from the world’s women.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      And the next thing you know the Crown Prince is getting his buns tomatoed by a dominatrix named Scheherazade for a 1001 nights. 🀣

      • Hyperion said,

        One thing leads to another. πŸ˜„

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Baked buns in the Arabian Desert. 🀣

      • Hyperion said,

        Can you smell what the Sherrielock is cooking! πŸ‘

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        That’s the subject of my next vampire novel chapter I’ll be posting. πŸ˜‰

      • Hyperion said,

        I’ll be watching for it, 🀩

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        I’ve now posted it. πŸ’ƒπŸ»

  7. doesitevenmatter3 said,

    Great dream! And another great chapter!
    Now if Renfield and Red would end up in a room together, I’d be on cloud nine! πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜€ Love those 2 men with the RRR initials! πŸ™‚
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Yes, you’d make an excellent Scottish lassie, Carolyn, since you love rolling your Rrrrrs. πŸ˜‚

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