Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #14–The break in

Nobody heard anything during the night. But when they got up in the morning, the window was broken in in the guest bed. The room was in a disarray. The cupboard stood open and everything inside was thrown haphazardly on the bed or the floor.

We checked if anything was missing. It took a while because it was the spare room and anything we didn’t need got stored here. At the end of a couple of hours, we reached the conclusion that whoever came to rob us, went away without anything. But why……

We traced our movements from last night and my husband recalled that he had gotten up at midnight to get something from the fridge. That must have spooked the would be thief! He/ she must have fled when they realized that someone was up and moving about in the house. It made many things clear.

a. It is good to snack at midnight. It scares the house- breakers.

b. They weren’t hardy criminals. Easily scared into abandoning their mission made them seem amateurs.

c. We should have more security for the house.

Though this is written in response to this photo prompt, it actually happened to us a long time ago. We had a lucky break and nothing was taken and nobody was harmed. The sequence of events was very much the same as I described.

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #13 -Waiting

How long have I waited for you

It’s like the clock and I have become

One, it’s soul has permeated mine

I think in seconds and in minutes

How long will I sit and wait for you

The only thought that I have in my mind

This waiting is an onerous burden

I would not wish it on my worst enemy

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #12

So now it’s time for my twelfth weekly Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from enriquelopezgarre@pixabay.com.

Welcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

How it looked at the end

There isn’t much that anyone could do now to help. The environment is so polluted that everyone wears a gas mask. The biohazard signs are everywhere. And yet the chimneys of the production plants are still spewing toxic fumes into the already polluted air. There is an air of hopelessness that pervades all over the world. The governments of various countries tried to implement strict control over the pollution but when one of the largest burner of fossil fuel in the world refused to cooperate or even acknowledge the problem, there was nothing else to be done.

But there still were some places on the planet where the air was breathable. Up high in the mountains and away from the densely populated areas. These are the areas where life can be normal again.

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #11–A treasure hunt

An Photo Challenge from Fandango, he says;

So now it’s time for my eleventh weekly Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from Ekrulila@pexels.com.

Welcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

A treasure Hunt

Captain Black was so excited as he had finally found the map he had been searching for all his career. It had taken all his cunning and wiles to secure this map from the old sailor. He had gone as far as to promise him a part of the treasure if and when he found it. But the captain knew that this was a genuine map and the treasure was as good as his.

He manned and equipped his ship which fortunately was in good repair. The day he was set to sail, the old sailor who was the original possessor of the map turned up at the quay.” Hey, old man Jacob, what are you doing here today” the captain asked a bit nervously. ” With your permission sir, I want to accompany you on this voyage” ” Now come on old man you are in no shape to travel with us” but Jacob was not to be dissuaded. So reluctantly, the captain allowed him on the ship.

They set sail and followed the markers on the map till they reached the place where the treasure was to be found, though it was deep in the sea and needed expert divers to recover it. They started the quest for recovery early in the morning but till dusk, there was no sign of the hidden riches. The captain turned angrily toward the old tar and accused him of selling him a fake map.

The sailor straightened to his full height and gave the captain a cunning smile. ” I think sir you already had the intention of tricking me out of my share of the treasure. Now we” he gestured towards the crew” will take out the treasure from the ‘correct’ location and with apologies we have to dispense with your presence now” He signaled on of the men who overpowered the captain and tossed him into the sea and the ship turned and sailed away in the opposite direction.

Captain Black was last seen crying for help in that desolate part of the ocean.

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #10

Fandango has posted another photo prompt for us to write about. He says;

Welcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

The day after

It seemed that there wasn’t anyone alive but them. They had survived because of the bunker they had built under their basement. It was the idea of their architect, to have a safe place to stay in case of a disaster striking.

But they never thought they would need to use it. But it was very useful when all the elements raged against the abuse people were piling on the environment. After the storms and hurricanes had settled, they decided to venture outside, but not without their masks. A sight of total chaos met their eyes. Debris flying everywhere and not a soul in sight. The held each other’s hand for comfort.

This was now their home!

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #9

So now it’s time for ninth weekly Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from AdnaeInviere at DeviantArt.com.

The workshop was at the back of an old, rundown building. And Peter was the only person ever seen there. He was a gifted clock maker and used to have his own smart little shop in the affluent part of the town. But then the new trend of digital watches caught on and later people mostly stopped owning watches because everyone had a cell phone which made a watch redundant.

Now Peter kept his own company in the little derelict workshop, doing something with old watches, but nobody knew what. Then one day he had a very interesting visitor. He came in the evening, near nightfall. The big limousine stopped near the building and a well dressed gentleman stepped out of it. He told his chauffeur to wait outside and went in to the workshop. Peter was expecting him. As he entered, wasting no time on pleasantries, he asked if the item he ordered was ready. Peter went and fetched a big box and held it out to the man.” I think you should make the payment first,Sir” The man arrogantly took out a wad of bank notes and handed them to Peter without bothering to count.

He opened the box and looked keenly at the octopus like object inside the box.”So this is the clock of doom” he said. “Are you sure it will perform the function properly?” ” Of course sir. You just have to wind it up in the right way and it will annihilate the target in a few minutes” replied Peter with pride.

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #7

The image below is from Engin_Akyurt at Pixabay.com.

Morning Coffee

As was her daily routine, she got her coffee and sat down to enjoy it. The trusty writing pad was sitting on the table and the pencil ready to record her thoughts. Ever since she had started to write daily, her life had taken a turn for the better. Getting all the thoughts screaming in her head for attention, out into the open, organized and written in black and white had done wonders for her. She no longer felt lost or alone. Not only she felt at peace but when she read what she had written before, it gave her a glow of satisfaction. She could write and write well at that. Life suddenly seemed filled with possibilities. Maybe one day she will have enough courage to get her work published.

What a difference it was making in her life. Writing a few pages daily!

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #6

Here’s the latest picture prompt from Fandango of This That and the Other;

Click. Click. Click.

The camera was clicking and then it was the turn of video camera.

All those gathered were keenly observing the proceedings. The one in charge of the photography adjusted the camera and called for a few changes in the settings. The filming of the scene was resumed.

And they were done.

All the kids gathered around the sandpit, started picking up their lego figures and there was an excited chatter about the stop-motion movie they had just made for their school project.

Jason, bent and picked up the road look alike strip from the sand pit and nudged Sam with his elbow,”This was a great idea Jason, making the pit look like the desert”. Hope our project wins the prize.

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge # 5

So now it’s time for my fifth weekly Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from Google Images and is labeled for public use.

He was given the role of an extra, and that was of an ape. It didn’t dampen his elation or his enthusiasm. It was the break he was looking for and he was sure that he will impress the producer with his acting skills. They place a lot of tiny dot like monitors capturing the movements and at the end they would project the vision of the ape over that of the real actor’s face.

He went to the zoo to study how the apes behaved. He was so well prepared for his role that he was asked to guide others who were cast as apes as how to use the proper body language of an ape. But when the movie was released, not one of his friends or family could recognize him, he was so well camouflaged as an ape!

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #4

So now it’s time for my fouth weekly Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from Roboworks@DeviantArt.com.If this picture inspires you and you wish to participate, please write your post, use the tag #FFFC, and link back to this post.

Please take a few minutes to read some of the other responses to this photo challenge. And most important, have fun.

Insomnia

Twisting and turning all night, trying to catch a few hours or even minutes of sleep. The rest that you treasure is eluding you. But alas it’s morning and though you have hardly closed your eyes all night, there are chores to be done. Things to see to. Kids have to be woken up to get ready for school and the breakfast to be readied.

You will get up and do the required. But it would feel as if you are not all there. Like the walking dead or the zombie. You go into action despite feeling like as if a part of your soul is missing. Even opening the eyes seems like a difficult chore, as the eyelids feel like they are glued together.

You are so tired and longing to get a few hour of shuteye! But it seems like that you will have to wait till nightfall. Hopefully tonight you will get some sleep.

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #4

Word of the day challenge;

Action

FOWC;

Opening

Your daily word prompt;

Treasure

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