For Friday Fictioneers this week I offer you in just over 100 words my flash fiction entry:
Nap time, Bethany.
Sea Urchins don’t take naps.
The sea urchins giggled uproariously as she walked away.
Suddenly from the hallway a deep-sea diver appeared with something in her hand.
“What’s that?” the urchins cried in unison.
It’s sea urchin food.
“No it’s not!” the littlest urchin quipped. “Sea Urchins like cookies!”
“Well”, said the diver, “I happen to know that urchins eat whatever they find as they creep along the ocean floor. Seaweed, dead things…”
“EEW GROSS!” yelled littlest in disbelief.
The deep-sea diver offered to make cookies for after nap.
Suddenly the reef was barren.
Michael Feinstein: “Pure Imagination”
This post is to honor the seven innocents in Utah whose mother lacked the skill to care for her children.
RIP little ones.
Thank you Rachel of Addicted to Purple for the opportunity, and pleasure of writing on this great prompt for Friday Fictioneers.
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