Friday Fictioneers: batteries not required

Inspired by the latest prompt for Friday Fictioneers from Rochelle Wysoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple   I throw my hat into the ring and offer you my take on the prompt for 3/4/2016.

Batteries copyight-sean-fallonCopyright-Sean Fallon

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Batteries Not Required

It was with great alarm that Joan found her two-year old son, Bobby, chewing on a AAA alkaline battery. Snatching the dimpled and dripping form from his chubby little hand she yelled,

“NO! This is not candy!!”

Bobby burst into tears.

Examining him closely she saw no sign of irritation and checking the battery saw no signs of leakage. She immediately started storing them in a tightly sealed jar on the top shelf of the pantry.

She went apoplectic when, at age three, she found him atop the pantry ladder, jar in hand.

The pantry door is now locked.

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WORDS:  100

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Friday Fictioneers: Why Marnie got fired

My entry for Friday Fictioneers,  October 3, 2015.

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mouse-on-the-prowlPHOTO PROMPT – © Marie Gail Stratford

Why Marnie Got Fired

Marnie’s workplace was a yawn. Whoever decided that gray and tan were the optimal colors for this environment had obviously never been chained to a desk for eight hours a day. This lack of color scheme and hard lines had finally put her over the edge.

It started innocently enough with the mouse on her desk. A quilter in her spare time she envisioned turquoise chevrons across its top. That night she spirited it away and worked her magic on it.

Next morning she envisioned fitted slipcovers for the dreadful chairs. Kaffe Fassett would be an eye opener for sure!

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Words:  100

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Friday Fictioneers: A California Snow Day

My entry for Friday Fictioneers,  July 24, 2015.

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A California Snow Day

It had snowed a good one on Mt. Baldy, so their parents took them up to play in it for the day. She hated it. Her digits were numb and the sun had produced a crust on the snow that made it unsuitable for snowball fights. With squeals of delight her younger brothers cavorted throwing ice chunks at each other. She wanted to go home.

Later, in sullen disinterest Loraine watched as little Aaron climbed a giant wedge shaped boulder, did a victory dance at the top, then slipped. Straddling the wedge his mouth formed a silent, “O”

She winced.

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Forgotten

My entry for Friday Fictioneers,  July 10, 2015, is quite tardy this time!  Usually I am early…  Ah well, next time, eh?

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PHOTO PROMPT © Stephen Baum

Forgotten

~Sunrise~

Julia never hesitated when the call went out for new volunteers. She grabbed her gear and headed up. The light was intense. She walked a bit, let her eyes adjust, then walked a bit further. It was a painful process.

~Midday~

The volunteers gathered to discuss their findings and what they knew of the surface history.  All records indicated their elders ruined it. Their summation? They would likely do it again.

They voted unanimously not to return.

~Evening~

Speculation that night was that they’d been incinerated, poisoned or eaten. They would never know for sure.

The elders voted to reseal the tunnel.

 

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Words: 103

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