Ibiza, ’98. The installation of the foam machines in clubs was on the rise. So were the abductions.
(#MicroPrompt & #VSS365, Prompts: Foam & Club, 99 characters)
Ibiza, ’98. The installation of the foam machines in clubs was on the rise. So were the abductions.
(#MicroPrompt & #VSS365, Prompts: Foam & Club, 99 characters)
They peered out of the International Space Stations windows, looking for changes below. The last human-made light they could see, near Cape Finisterre, blinked out. It was not the change they were looking for.
(#VSS365, #MicroPrompt, #BraveWrite, Prompts: Finisterre, Change, Was, 206 characters)
“He stole my wallet,” cried Sparra, “then emptied a packet of cuppa soup over my head and tried adding hot water!”
“Darn,” replied Crow. “You got mugged.”
(#MicroPrompt, Prompt; Mug, 156 characters)
“Robin told me, gloves and a mask would be enough to go to the shop,” growled Sparra. “But she lied! Everyone else was wearing clothes.”
(#MicroPrompt, Prompt; But, 136 characters)
“So I carry the spade to jam into a revolving doors mechanism,” said Sparra, “just in case I got stuck in one. It’s a real phobia of mine.”
“Ach, I wouldn’t worry,” said Crow. “You’ll come around.”
(#MicroPrompt, Prompt: Spade, 196 characters)
“Sit,” said Sparra, “stay.”
“Sparra,” sighed Crow, “that dog doesn’t look real.”
“It’s not, it’s baked,” replied Sparra. “Pure bread.”
“Oh, no,” whined Crow.
“She’s called fidough,” gurned Sparra.
(#MicroPrompt, Prompt: Stay, 192 characters)
“As an insomniac, I was out of my depth,” sighed Sparra. “A job where you have to sleep all day was not for me.”
“Sounds like a dream job,” smirked Crow.
(#MicroPrompt, Prompt: Depth, 152 characters)
“Excuse me, sir,” said Sparra, “do you have anything that can cure Coronavirus?”
“Ammonia cleaner,” grunted the assistant.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” replied Sparra, “I thought you worked here.”
(#MicroPrompt, Prompt: Grunt, 182 characters)
“I confess, I beat him to death with his guitar,” she wept. “He wouldn’t stop strumming the damned thing.”
“Right,” sighed the judge. “First offender?”
“No, first with a Gibson,” she replied. “Then, a Fender.”
(#MicroPrompt, Prompt: Strum, 207 characters)
The ice sculpture had replaced the chip van. Nonetheless, the glittering statue of a woman defending a babies pram from a dragon had his complete attention, awe and reverence.
It’s a shame the seagulls didn’t feel the same way.
(#VSS365 #BraveWrite #MicroPrompt, Prompts: Seagull, Glittering & Pram, 226 characters)