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Here’s Your Sign

Friday Fictioneers Entry for the Week.

copyright – Bjorn Rudberg

Jonathon walked slowly up the pass.  He came to a bend and saw the sign.

“Why would I put my hand out like that?”  He smiled and kept walking.

Upon coming round the bend, he saw the old man with the shotgun pointing at his head.

His hand went up, exactly like the sign.

The gun blast echoed around the mountains.

The old codger spit green onto the dirt path and grumbled mightily.

“Dern feriners cant foller signs even wit a drawin.”

He sighed, rolled the body off the mountain and sat back on the gold waiting for his brother.

Word Count:  100 words

Namaste,

Scott

This was my first official one of the week.  If you want to see my favorite (written too late) –> Here

Five Sentence Fiction: Vindictive “Take It Back!” Genre: Various Rated: PG13

Once again Lillie brings us Five Sentence Fiction.  This is a complete story written in five sentences from a one-word prompt.  This week is “Vindictive” .  My story is below the pic; the rest are >HERE<  Enjoy!!!

Vindictive

“Take It Back”

By Scott L Vannatter – March 16, 2015

“Well, you are!  You are!  You are …stupid!”

Bobby yelled at Franci as he skipped toward home.

Franci, for her part, began to shake; her eyes grew dark, and her voice grew louder as she screamed “Take IT… BACK!”

Clouds formed into almost funnels; the sky grew heavy; the electricity crackled; Bobby had time for a short squeal before he, quite literally, exploded and all grew quiet once again.

Franci looked at the tattered remains of Bobby’s clothing lying on the side walk and managed an “I told you so!” before heading back to the castle for more lessons.

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Namaste,

Scott

Friday Fictioneers – Robomonster Fan – Humorous – PG13

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields hosts Friday Fictioneers.  This week, read my entry below, then go > HERE < to enjoy the rest!

Copyright – Douglas M. MacIlroy

Johnny put the helmet on.  It fit, but was stuffy and heavy.  He walked around his room talking in the procured echo chamber he had around his head.

He knew there would be a sequel.  It was, in his opinion, the greatest film of all time.  Forget what the others said.  They did not know.  They had not studied and realized, as he did, the significance to this movie.

“The Great Guidance” was becoming worried.  He had released the dinosaurs and humans had returned.  Now, this child, was stirring up trouble.  He scratched his helmet and returned to his cave.

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Namaste,

Scott L Vannatter

PS – I realized that this particular story might not work around inside many people’s heads just right.  If you are having trouble, here’s some background – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robot_Monster

Here I Go Again…

Well, I am so very happy!  My 4th work, my third anthology has just arrived on Amazon!  Granted, this one is different.  Like Friday Fictioneers, this anthology is a collection of 100 word stories.  My story was one that has been rewritten and resubmitted, better and … worse (depending on your meaning and needs) than before.

I wish I could just print it out here and let you read it, but if you love flash fiction, here are 100 of them, all horror, gathered and ready to make you look in the corners and leave the lights on…

http://www.amazon.com/dp/1489514279

Cover picture is the one Cruentus Libri is using.  I give them the credit.

The other two anthologies I have stories in are in the box on the left side of this post.

Enjoy.  Namaste,

Scott

Friday Fictioneers

Tribute

“Did you see it?”  Jordan looked at Kyle then back at the metal sculpture.

Kyle stared at the two-part piece.  The hand, finger pointing to the right with the jeering head right below it took up most of the wall.

“No, I didn’t see it.”  Then, he did.

The hand closed but for the finger, opened slightly.   Black flakes fell down onto the face, which snarled even more and silently … sneezed.

He saw the small inscription under the face and read:

“Life’s a joke or nothing to sneeze at…up to you. – Curly”

“I’ll be darned,” said Kyle. “Moe? Larry?”

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