Up the RiverKitty tugged hard on the rope clamped in the billy goat’s teeth. It was also around his neck, but as he was mired in mud up to his belly, he had nothing else to eat, so the rope would have to do.Up the River6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He’d gotten out, again. And Daddy had said if he got out again, he was going up the river. Kitty wasn’t sure where that was, but it didn’t sound like a place Bob would really enjoy. And now he could add stuck in the mud to his laundry list of crimes that included eating Mama’s petunias, eating Mama’s tomatoes, eating Mama’s garbage, and eating Mama’s linens. Mama was at the end of her rope too, and she wasn’t happy just eating it.
Bob belched and chewed the rope. He stared at her with empty yellow eyes. He always looked like he was smiling at a very private joke.
Kitty dropped the rope and sat down in the grass. She felt a few tears squeeze out and slide down her cheeks. She was going to have to get Jim to help her get him out, and Jim was
ChampionRed's Octoghast swallowed the opponent's Sharkadillo whole, and just like that, the fight was over.Champion7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Congratulations, Red!” said the professor. “You're the new Battlepet league champion!”
Red looked at his Battlepet team. He'd dreamt of this moment since he was little, but now that he was here, it felt wrong.
“You've come a long way since you started out on your journey with Splatypus!”
Splatypus had been Red's first Battlepet. A blue little platypus with water powers, he'd carried him around on one shoulder as they went on their adventures. Red missed those days. At some point it had become clear that Splatypus just wasn't powerful enough, and that was that. He replaced him.
In retrospect, that was probably where it had all started going wrong.
Red's current team was frightening to behold. Octoghast had once been Octostar, a bright yellow starfish thing with a happy face. Now it was a monstrosity, bulging with eyes and tentacles. Red watched as his
The Maid of Honor's CongratulationsIt would have been a massive cliché for Peony’s maid-of-honor speech to cover everything she actually thought about the lucky bride and groom. But, she was used to being that kid at performance who practiced for month and then fucked everything up by talking too fast and leaving things out when she finally got to competition and was in that classroom with the desks shoved off to the side walls and the judges at the back of the room, all catching different mistakes.The Maid of Honor's Congratulations8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
So, having missed as much of the wedding planning process as she had due to master’s degree things in another state, she at least had the maid of honor speech. Her one opportunity to stand center stage and have all the attention except for the groom’s at the wedding of the most beautiful woman she knew.
“As you all know, Kate is an unfairly perfect, ridiculously perfect, amazingly and sincerely and wholeheartedly wonderful person. Honestly, I think every person in this room can kind of admit you
Hard Time - Part 5 (Rhink)Title: Hard Time - Part 5Hard Time - Part 5 (Rhink)14 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Disclaimer: This is TOTALLY NOT REAL. It is fake. I made it up. Nothing is meant to be implied about any actual real-life people.
Word Count: 1850
When Link returned after meeting the lawyer, he didn’t have any real news. “Apparently he has to do some research on the case and meet with the district attorney before he can give us a recommendation on what to do,” he reported.
Rhett had swiveled his chair away from his desk to look up at his friend. “What do you mean? What sort of recommendation?”
“Whether to take a plea bargain or let it go to trial. I guess most of these sorts of cases, where it’s pretty much cut and dried, they get settled out of court.”
Cut and dried — because there’s no question of Link’s guilt, Rhett thought with a pang. “Do you know what they&
Too Many Zombies - FFM Day 23Zombies were the last thing I was expecting to see. Yeah I know it was a Halloween party and all, but actual zombies?? Half the group thought it was special effects while the other half (myself included) booked it out of there. The screams made me sad to hear, but at least they were slow the zombies down.Too Many Zombies - FFM Day 2333 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I made sure to stay with the group, because groups had better chances to survive. My friends were among the group, and I slid over to one of them, grabbing her hand. She smiled at me, which helped us run faster. If there was any one I wanted to face the zombie apocalypse with, it was her.
We made our way to the edge of town, having picked up makeshift weapons on the way. The group had shrunk, but we were still together.
“We should get out of here,” someone suggested.
“There’s no resources out in the woods though,” someone countered.
“We should claim a house and fortify it,” someone else spoke up.
“I agree,” three people spoke toget
The Mystery CookieWriting Boot CampThe Mystery Cookie1 hour ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
One Day you come into work and find a cookie mysteriously placed
on your desk. Grateful to whoever left this anonymous cookie, you eat it.
The next morning you come in and find another cookie. This continues
for months until one Day a different object is left—and this time
there’s a note.
I work as an intern for a relatively small for profit organization. It’s unpaid, time consuming, and patience draining but it was this or accept a C in my Intro. to Business class. I don’t know why Professor Torellini had to go above and beyond. None of the other Intro. classes had to get an internship for class and my dad was no better. When I told him about the injustice of it all, my dad, the man who by parental duty is supposed to be on my side, told me get to it or he’ll make sure my nightlife is hell.
I’m nineteen with a decent bunch of fr
Dinner for Middle-Aged Schmucks“Gina? Good evening, I’m Ellonde.” One forty-something woman held out a hand to a woman whose profile claimed she was 38.Dinner for Middle-Aged Schmucks8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Shall I thank profile pictures or sharpening gaydar for this greeting?” asked Gina.
“You were the person who looked like you were waiting on someone.” The two women stood in the lobby of a hotel with a notable restaurant and bar. It was expensive for a first date.
“Not a bad line.”
“It’s similar to one my father used with my mother on the blind date where they met,” said Ellonde. In past dates, after saying anything that referenced the beginning of her parents’ marriage made people… uncomfortable. It almost felt odd to lack that initial aversion, or perhaps to have that aversion replaced with apathy.
“Well, they should have our reserved table ready slightly ahead of schedule if you want to ahead and sit,” said Gina.
“No trouble, answered Ellonde and they walked in.
C'est la VieI finally got it, all of the pieces fell together sending me spiral into a pit of emotions. Tears stung my eyes and rolled down my face. I get it. Two years ago you knew it before it even began but now that you're gone I get it now. You knew all along that in the end what was just beginning would be the rest of my life and when everything was done I would return home right back where I belong. Or maybe it wasn't home but I would revert back to the beginning and realize that this will be the rest of my life. That with your guidance from above that I know exactly where I am to be right this very moment. I get it now... and I couldn't be more happier! Something so small was a wonder that it meant this much. It started with a movie...then you sent me the book right around the time I was beginning a new step in life. Two years later I still hadn't read the book but now with you gone I think I heard your whisper. I read the book finally about a week ago and today I re-watched the movie. YouC'est la Vie8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Lunar CurseWriting Boot CampThe Lunar Curse46 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
DAILY PROMPT: THE FULL MOON
When the full moon happens, you turn into a person who’s the opposite
of who you normally are. Describe this new you.
Crap. Crap. Crap. Melanie rounded the corner at full speed and nearly tripped over herself. She wasn’t supposed to still be out. Three hours was the allotted time. When and how she let that get carried over into six was a problem she didn’t have the spare extra seconds to worry over. The sun was barely winking anymore. Soon the moon would be the focus of the sky and it would be brighter than ever. She could feel it calling to the part of her she suppressed since the last full moon.
She scrambled up the dorm stairs, cursing the elevator for being slower
Abby's Full DisclosureWriting Boot CampAbby's Full Disclosure8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They toured the house with the real estate agent.
“We love it,” he said. “Is there anything we should know about the house’s past?”
The agent looked down….
It was a funny sight. The lady the older couple called Ellen was usually so bubbly and loud, very loud. She liked to talk a lot especially when she got to my room. Sometimes she would open the door, wave her hand as she babbled about the rooms all looking the same, and ushering the people she was showing the house to along. They didn’t get to see much of my room and I didn’t have to see much of them; I liked that, I liked my peace.
Then there were the times when somebody would be pushier than Ellen and they’d barge right in. That was when the fun started. Ellen would t
Change of HeartWriting Boot CampChange of Heart8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You’re at your favorite department store buying a birthday present for a
friend. As the cashier gives you change, you notice a message with
specific instructions scribbled on one of the bills. What do the instructions
say? Do you carry them out and, if so, how?
“Have a good day.”
“You too,” Amber replied with a genuine smile that only the holidays could bring about.
The cashier handed over the change due as she gave the drilled in parting. Amber didn’t care. She not only got to visit her favorite store to buy a pick me up gift for herself but also a birthday gift for her partner in crime. The birthday of her best friend trumped the need to get roped in with the rest of the bustling Christmas shoppers.
Stepping off to the side, she counted the money before she left the store behind. It was one of her