The Plan (flash fiction)

The Plan

Hayley looked up the hill. Madison and her had decided to run away and start a new life together. They had agreed to meet at the park bench, and she had expected to see Madison waiting there for her when she arrived, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Had Madison got cold feet or was she delayed? Hayley hadn’t received a call or any text from her. Walking up to the park bench Hayley sat down and waited while looking out for any sign of Madison approaching. Hayley wondered how long should she wait until she left for this adventure on her own…

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #166.

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Asking Her Out (flash fiction)

Asking Her Out

“I think you are so beautiful and wondered if you would be interested in going out with me?” Tiffany asked as she looked at the woman with long brown hair.

Of course they were several tables apart, and so she couldn’t hear what Tiffany asked. Tiffany wished she could walk up to the woman and ask her out the way she always practiced, but she lacked the temerity needed.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 69

This was written with the prompt temerity provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #243.

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Flight from the Capital (flash fiction)

Flight from the Capital

The end to the civil war had been swift. The King and Queen were executed, and the victorious brother of the King now planned to rule the kingdom with an iron fist.

However the princess had survived. She was smuggled out of the capital in a boat, along with the Captain of the Guard who had protected her. One day she would return to overthrow her uncle.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 66 + prompt

This was written with the prompt smuggle provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #239.

RIP Michael Nesmith 😢

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Big Mistake (flash fiction)

Big Mistake

Out of breath he hid behind a tree and listened for footsteps. How was he supposed to know that the rabbit was the witch’s familiar? He had only come into the forest for some food. When he saw the rabbit, he envisioned a nice stew and shot it with his bow, and then he saw the witch and her reaction. So he ran.

He could see it was getting dark, and the witch knew the forest better than he did…

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 79 + prompt

This is my second take on the prompt familiar provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #238.

At least it wasn’t this bunny:

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What’s the Story? (flash fiction)

What’s the Story?

“So what’s the story about then?”

“It’s about the miser Ebenezer Scrooge who is visited by three Christmas ghosts during Christmas morning to make him change his ways.”

“Three Christmas goats?”

“No, ghosts.”

“It would be more interesting with goats.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Did you know goats are good climbers, have four stomachs, and have rectangular shaped pupils that allow them to see 340 degrees around them?”

“What is this: goat fun facts day?”

“Imagine the Goat of Christmas Past being the cutest littlest Christmas goat.”

“The Goat of Christmas Past? You do know the story don’t you?”

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt about the littlest Christmas goat provided by the Carrot Ranch December 2 Flash Fiction Challenge.

I’ve been avoiding this one as I wasn’t so sure about the prompt. That said, I think I made a decent stab at it.

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Revisiting (flash fiction)

Revisiting

Karin opened the door and walked into the house. She turned to look at Janelle.

“Come in.” she said smiling. Janelle walked in looking puzzled..

“It’s like I’ve been here before. It seems so familiar.” Janelle said confused.

“Look at me.” Karin commanded. Janelle looked at her and then stood transfixed. Soon Karin would feed from Janelle and erase her memory, again. Hopefully this time Janelle would forget everything, otherwise Karin might have to drain her completely next time.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 79

This was written with the prompt familiar provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #238.

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The Pig Farm (flash fiction)

The Pig Farm

Never trust a man with a pig farm.” Nina remembered her father saying as she knocked. A large man opened the door. He wore coarse-looking clothes and smelt strongly of pig shit and sweat.

“You again!” the man said gruffly. She nodded while holding the back of her hand to her nose in an attempt to block out the smell. With her other hand she passed him an envelope. The man took it and briefly looked through it. “You need a hand little lady?” She gritted her teeth as she nodded again. She hated being called that.

“Sure.” she finally replied. He followed her to the car. She opened the boot, and the two of them lifted the body out. They then walked around the farmhouse carrying the body to where the man kept his pigs. Once the body was thrown into the pigsty, she walked back to her car.

“See you again soon I guess.” the man called out after her as she was leaving.

It was her job to make some people disappear. She didn’t know why they had to disappear, but she had learned not to question it. It was not a job she liked, but it paid well and she turned out to be rather good at it. Besides, if she ever refused it might be her own body being fed to the pigs next. Sometimes the pig farmer offered her some salted pork or even large slabs of bacon, but she always said no. She knew what those pigs ate.

Joanne Fisher

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Mudlarking? (flash fiction)

Mudlarking?

“There was a flying saucer, then Elvis appeared singing Heartbreak Hotel.”

“Surely Elvis would be really old by now?”

“Maybe aliens stop him from aging.”

“Frozen between performances? Did the others see all this too?”

“No, they were mudlarking.”

“Mudlarking?”

“Yes. What do you think?”

“Sadly I believe you think you saw this.”

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 52 + prompt

This was written with the prompt mudlark provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #237.

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Cancelled Flight (flash fiction)

Cancelled Flight

Princess Saphielle woke up excitedly. Today she was flying across the Broken Sea to the Kingdom of Strasal on her gold dragon Vanarth. There was a knock on her door. It was her servant, Tialha.

“Your highness Vanarth has dragonpox and cannot fly today.” Tialha informed her.

“What?!” Saphielle exclaimed. She ran to the dragon roost, and sure enough, Vanarth had red spots all over her golden scales.

“You could always fly on Ommyth.” Tialha suggested.

“My life is so terrible!” Saphielle wailed. She wouldn’t look so impressive flying on a silver dragon. The flight would have to wait.

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt cancelled flight provided by the Carrot Ranch November 25 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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So There! (micro fiction)

So There!

His cycling tour of the alps was going better than expected. Everyone said he was a fool for thinking he could go mountaineering on a bicycle, but it was surprising how determination and sheer bloody-mindedness could get you further than you would think….

Joanne Fisher

I’m not advocating doing this by the way…

This was written with the photo prompt provided by MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie.

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