Execution and Mayo, Belgium and Australia - Prompt from my brother again. He picks the strangest of combos. XD

Setting in England.

I hope you enjoy!

"You've been sentenced to death, Mister Kirkland. You are charged with the poisoning of the Queen's food; rat poison in her mayonnaise."

Mister Kirkland, or Eric, looked into the face of his accuser. She was a tall woman, a face like a cat with the sneaky smile to boot.

"How do you plead?"

"Guilty."

"Then you will be sent to the gallows at the day's end." The woman turned from Eric to the judge and nodded.

"Thank you, Miss Kat." Kat thanked the judge in return and left the room.

Eric was led out of the witness's box and through a door back to his cell, his hands tied behind him.

The day passed by slowly for Eric. He sat in his cell, waiting patiently for his time. The three other people were in the cells, one man on the left who was in for heresy and a young man and woman in for prostitution were on the right.

"So why'd you do it, laddy?"

"Do you like the Queen?"

The man knitted his brow.

"Thought so."

"How'd you do it?"

"I put rat poison in her food, how else would I do it?"

"How'd you get so close, is what I mean."

"I acted as a servant and slipped it when the cook wasn't looking. It's a shame that maid had to be a bitch and sneak some food. My plan would have worked had she not been there."

The man chuckled. "Was it worth it, do you think? Even though the Queen is still alive?"

Eric thought a moment. "Yeah. If I can get that close, think of all the others who hate that bitch. They'll do better than I did. Hell, my plan was just spur of the moment."

The man laughed again. "Hey!" He glanced toward the two in the cell past Eric's. "What're you doin' bein' all quiet like?"

Eric blocked their conversation out to think about the time he had left.

When the sun hit the horizon and the sky turned orange, the jailer came out and unlocked his cell. Eric waved to the man and gave a glance at the other two who waved. The jailer snorted.

"Hanging's too good fur someone like you, I think."

"Why's that?"

"Everyone ogles ya in your last moments like some kind of celebrity. You must feel special."

"Eh, not really. Just waiting for the moment. I'm kinda tired of this place anyways. Too many snarky people."

On the gallows, Eric was placed into the noose, staring out at the few people from town who had come to watch his execution. He smirked when he saw Miss Kat. He waved to her.

"Eric Kirkland, you are being hung on the charge of attempted assassination of the Queen." The executioner read aloud from a slip of paper.

"Alrighty then."

The floor beneath him dropped away suddenly, the noose tightening considerably. Instead of giving the people a show like they wanted, Eric kept as still as he could while behind strangled.

The orange faded into a pink as the sun set and not five minutes later, the sky was dark and Eric was dead.