Repaying Rudeness “Yeah that’s right. Keep on walking!” The pedometer at your hip snorts. “You really need the exercise, anyway.”Repaying Rudeness6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Shut up,” you hiss from the corner of your mouth. You smile a greeting at the other walkers.
“Goodness, it’s like a herd of elephants! Everyone’s sure to hear you coming!”
You clench your jaw. “How many steps have I done?” you ask, forcing politeness into your voice. This pedometer is not worth what you paid for it. The idea of crushing the rude piece of technology under your heal just gets more delightful with every second.
“666,” the pedometer replies cheerfully.
“Already?” you ask in disbelief.
“Well, you never asked me to start again this morning. So, no.”
Definitely not worth what you paid for it. You resolve to crush it in the privacy of your own home.
Aqua LungsWith a sigh and a splash, I fell off the map. It wasn't quite a suicide attempt, but it wasn't quite anything else, either, if I was honest.Aqua Lungs6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
All my life, the ocean depths have called to me, no matter that I had grown up hearing just how hazardous the deep waters are. "That's where you washed up," someone would say. "Your parents drowned out there," someone else would add, a kind of darkness in the tone colouring their words bleak. "Don't go near the ocean," they'd chorus whenever I strayed too close.
In the beginning, I fought it. I'd sneak up and dive into the warm waters, let them close over my body, and I explored. Somehow, I always seemed to be able to hold my breath there, and for far longer than seems possible, now I look back. Eventually, my small head would surface and the people would shout and reel me back in.
As I grew, so too did my need to belong. I ached for the places under the waters, but equally I yearned for the people to accept me as one of their own. So I followed t
ironyIto walked into Audrey's room with the quietest footsteps he could manage. When he finally approached the sleeping child, he rubbed her back. "Audrey?" he murmured. "Audrey, it's time to get up."irony44 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Audrey groaned, half asleep. "I dun wanna..."
"'Cause I'm sweepy..."
Ito crossed his arms in annoyance. "You've been arguing with me last night because you wanted to stay awake. Now you're arguing with me right now because you want to stay asleep?"
FFM 2015, July 7 - The Last PirateThere were five in her band: two were former cowboys, one a dark-faced Mexican who never spoke, one was a black man: all scowl and muscle. The little Mexican had been their lookout, and by the time Lafayette stumbled into camp, he was one cocked six-shooter away from capture. They softened him up a bit first. He almost relished the taste of blood in his mouth: at least it was liquid. Finally they brought him before their leader, the bandit queen. Lafayette recognized the unmistakable scar running down her face.FFM 2015, July 7 - The Last Pirate5 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He said through bloodied teeth: "Give me a sip from that waterskin, I will tell you my entire sordid tale."
She gave him the water, curiosity getting the better of her.
"My name is René Lafayette, and my father was the last pirate off the Gulf of Texas. He worked for the Spaniards, the French, the Americans, even the Natives, as a privateer, slave-seller, folk-hero and rapscallion."
They all leaned in to listen.
Lafayette continued: "Through an unfortunate series of circums
Fall of the Tunnel KingdomA queen overlooked her troops. Despite always being in labor and giving birth, her subjects still held in a very high regard. Though the tunnels both she and her citizens dwelled in were just common dirt and dust, they somehow shone with a regal glow that was was repeated nowhere else. It was a small kingdom, with even smaller denizens.Fall of the Tunnel Kingdom26 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Then came a day where the sky turned an unnatural greenish-yellow above the kingdom's burrows to the surface. Anyone who dared go out vanished without a trace. At first, it was only a few who went missing, and, though she worried, the queen told her subjects to carry on with their normal routines.
Then, a couple more workers went missing, with there also being reports of a deadly yellow mist in the higher tunnels. By now, the queen ordered all her subjects to remain in the lower tunnels, away from the danger. She believed that they could ride out this disaster, as they had others.
But that was not to be the case.
Day by day, the yellow mist descended de
FFM 7 - Dirty PirateHere was a man of effluence. I could scarce imagine what filthy things he'd done and was afraid to wonder.FFM 7 - Dirty Pirate3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He approached, his presence growing stronger. I reeled, and though the tunnel was dark I saw rays of light and brilliant lasers.
I saw him then.
The retired pirate stood in his element: the literal gutter. Unused as this place was, its age only made the waste more potent, congealing and hardening into gross chunks of grime.
My breasts heaved, staring into the septic-slimed muscles of the sewer-pirate. His ripe musk made me light-headed. I could handle no more.
Giants, Bananas and Ghosts “Hello,” said the giant, backlit by the flashing lights of the fairground.Giants, Bananas and Ghosts5 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Hello,” said the ghost forlornly, floating so they were at eye level. “Why can you see me?”
The giant shrugged, looking unconcerned. “Who understands the mysteries of the universe?” he replied, sitting down so that the ghost didn’t have to float so high. He smiled at the ghost, a huge smile with teeth the size of books. “Why are you still here for me to see?”
The ghost heaved a sigh. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “I just… woke up like this. I don’t even know why I’m here.” He gestured to the fairground. “Seems an odd sort of place for a ghost, if you ask me. Odd place for a giant, too. Not many bananas out here.”
The giant waved a dismissive hand. “I’m detoxing,” he replied. “It was hard at fir
Rebel With A Goal: Relaxation She was woken by a sharp stick poking her in the ribs. She jerked upright, eyes widening at the sight of a vaguely humanoid creature regarding her with interest. She looked around herself frantically, finding herself in a completely alien world.Rebel With A Goal: Relaxation6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Another creature appeared from the trees, blinking wide violet eyes. “What have you found?” it asked.
“No tracks. It’s as though this creature fell from the sky.”
“That’s impossible!” she exclaimed, jumping to her feet. “People don’t just fall from the sky!”
“It speaks!” the second creature cried, jumping back and holding its stick defensively. An extra pair of arms situated near its shoulders rose. She didn’t know how she’d missed those, but now they were plain as day.
“I do,” she replied. “And apparently so do you. Although I doubt we’re speaking my lang