Flash 55- The Crook

Flash Fiction 55
Friday 55 Flash Fiction is brought to you by G-man (Mr Knowitall). The idea is you write a story in exactly 55 words. If you want to take part pop over and let G-man know when you've posted your 55.Here is today's story.

Calendar Crook

He was new at this being a crook.
He assumed the old calendar he stole had value.
It didn't.
He ended up getting caught.
After a long and totally weird trial the jury found him guilty.
The judge looked at him and said " Because of your crime I am going to give you

twelve months.

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Since I discovered it was okay I am writing a second flash 55 which will be a continuous story but a complete story every week. Here then is the sixteenth chapter in the exciting ongoing adventures of Sir Laughsalot and Robberhood
The entire story to date is HERE
The most recent chapters are HERE

The King sent Sir Laughsalot and the Shining Knight to fight the dreaded Mountain Witch.
When they arrived she turned Shining into a pumpkin.
Sir Laughsalot thought that was so funny he fell off his horse laughing.
The Witch left.
Still laughing He brought the pumpkin back to the square table and its first chair.

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A Finnish joke-translated and cut to 55 words

Home from the Winter War

"When you came home, when the war was over, what was the first thing you did?"

"I made passionate love to my wife," Jussi replied bluntly.

What did you do after that?"

"I did it again," he answered.

" What did you do when you were finished ?"

"I took off my skis and had a beer."

Of course the dragons were busy today you can see them HERE.

Quilly

It is a Quilly day. Time to take Quilly’s three words for the day and write a story. . Click on the word for a definition

sevidical; morsicant; veteratorian

The Doctor told him that he was perfectly healthy and that he had no sores of any kind. Nevertheless the morsicant pain continued. It never let up, not in the morning and defiantly not in the night.
It had all started when the gypsies came to High Cloud River and the complaints started to come in to his office. All over High Cloud River people were being scammed in one way or another. So as Mayor he had gone on the local station and in what seemed like a sevidical manner he denounced the gypsies and told people to stay away from them.
Their response was a veteratorian curse. At noon on the day after his broadcast and old Gypsy Lady , wearing traditional gypsy garb, appeared in front of his office and loudly proclaimed “ This man will from now until he apologizes feel the Gypsy bite”.
Thus began the morsicant sensations in various parts of his body.
He had flown to Chicago to talk to an expert on Gypsy curses. He was told that Gypsies had no magic powers. The curse only worked because he, the Mayor, believed it worked. That was the veteratorian nature of the curse.
So the Mayor tried not believing. He pretended the biting pain was not happening. He told himself over and over that it wasn’t real. But it did not go away.
Finally in desperation he went on television and apologized to the Gypsies for his sevidical words.
Immediately the biting sensation ceased.
The curse was over or at least he believed it was over which just might be the same thing.

And of course with Quilly's words comes the required quivel.
There is poetry which a few people do well.
Then there is poetic drivel which is more fun and has its own experts.
But below them all is Quivel
Remember to write quivel you must write something that looks like a poem, any style , but is so bad that if it was printed in a book of poetry a true poetic zoilist would tear it out and burn it. What looks like bad haiku is really qiku where the middle line must always contain a Quilly word.

New Truck?

Morsicant sensations the poor man gets
Whenever down upon the seat he sits
Causing speech in a sevidical manner
Words never written on a banner
No veteratorian technique here
Not with countenance so severe
Such pain to acrasia leads
From that soon follows deeds
His actions might risable seem
Certainly way off the beam.
So get a new seat for the old truck
Or in the pain cycle be stuck.

Soft & kind
sevdical
Mean & nasty

Peaceful
Morsicant
Bees Swarm

Above board
Veteratorian
Devious Actions


Of course the dragons were busy today you can see them HERE.

Portrait of Words-Charlie

A Picture Story from Portrait of Words

Beatrice had applied for a summer job with the county health department. She had hoped to get a job in the Happy Valley Nusring and Extend care home.
Instead she ended up at Bay Cliff Health camp. Her dad had lent her his old car to drive up to the camp and so she could drive home on her days off.
That’s when she discovered, for a counselor , there were no days off. You were with the kids every day all day an all night long. They did have a rest counselor who watched over the kids, while they napped after lunch for two hours, and again once you got them all washed up and ready for bed, you got three hours off to hang with the other counselors. But that was it. Otherwise rain or shine you were with the kids.
Beatrice was a good counselor she took her cabin on two great over night adventures. On one they slept in tents next to a beautiful waterfall.
The kids just loved that trip
And once to the shores of beautiful Lake Superior.
Another great adventure.
One little girl , Pamela by name, was there because she was going blind. The instructors at the cam including one that was blind worked with her every day. She was learning Braille. She was being helped to use modern talking computers. In two months they tried to teach her all they ould.
What made Beatrice sad is ever night when she said her prayer she would add at the end “ and make sure God that when I’m blind Charlie will still love me”. It broke her heart to think that this Charlie character might be so cruel as to withhold his love just because she went blind. But every night the same prayer.
The day camp ended Pamela wanted her parents to meet the Bee , that what she called Beatrice, the best counselor in the world. She told Bee that she hoped Charlie would come with them and she could introduce her to Charlie. Bee hoped so as well as she wanted to tell Charlie about the prayer.
The parents arrive and the little girl ran to meet them. “Did you bring Charlie”, she asked.
“ Of course Dear”, her mother responded.
Here is Charlie Pamela said to Bee and handed her a dog.
Bee had no doubt Charlie would love Pamela.

Raven's Challenge 73

It is Saturday and time to play with words supplied by Raven's Wordzzle
This Week's Ten Word Challenge will be: riverboat, procrastinaton, drank, demons, invisible, candle, enough, film stars, summer job, computer
For the mini: general demeanor, surprisingly, masked man, reach, standards

The Mega Challenge as
The Ongoing Adventures of Agent 012

Poor Agent 012 understood this was no time for procrastination as in a few moments he would be blown to bits and all of the oil storage depot would go up in flames. The timer that would set off this wave of destruction was just out of his reach . The fact that he was chained to a barrel of explosives didn’t help any as it was just too heavy too move. “First things first “, he thought and raised his foot to be level with the timer. Then he pressed a button on his shirt and a foam shot from his shoe engulfing the timer and surprisingly stopping it. Agent 012 breathed a sigh of relief and then set about getting loose. First he thought about using the blow torch in his watch to burn through the chain but then he realized that it might make the barrel hot enough to explode. So he used his shoe phone to call for help and the Agency sent a crew to free him.
The explosives were removed and Agent 012 looked for clues. There were, of course, no fingerprints and the explosives were part of a batch stolen from the Army Warehouse in Las Angeles . He did find stuck on the bottom of one of the barrels a brochure for the “Masked Man Riverboat”.
It was one of those places where people drank, gambled, and watched shows put on by pretend film stars that were really college students with a great summer job.
Having no other clues Agent 012 decided to pay a visit to the riverboat. He noted, at once, a man whose general demeanor suggested by anybody’s standards that he was wrestling with invisible inner demons. Agent 012 invited him to sit and have a drink with him. The man poured out his story .
It seems he was a computer programmer by trade. His job was very stressful so he decided to take a four day holiday on the riverboat.
Agent 012 thought the guy doesn’t understand stress . Computer programmer doesn’t hold a candle to secret Agent for stress. He also decided there was nothing to be gained from this guy and turned to leave. He didn’t notice him put the powder in his drink.
It looks like this might not be his day either.

The ten word challenge-Good Job?

Sorting pictures of film stars on a computer was not Felicias idea of a great summer job. She had tried for that wonderful job on the riverboat but they didn’t think she had enough talent. The person that had the job before was fired for procrastination and because he drank on the job. This , she decided, was the kind of job that drives you to drink . After a while you begin to see dancing demons in the computer pixels that make up the pictures. She wished they would stay invisible as it made sorting hard. Sometimes she pretended these were paper pictures and she was sorting them by candle light but it didn’t help much.
She was sure if she didn’t quit soon she would have to spend everything she earned on a psychiatrist. But she could take up drinking.

The mini challenge-Good Crook

The masked man that was robbing the local banks seemed to have some kind of standards he went by. First of all his general demeanor was surprisingly polite. He always said “ Please give me the money”. And he always said “ Thank you when he got it”. He never reached over the counter. He never pushed anybody. When he shot the bank guard in the foot he said he was sorry several times. He was as polite and kind as a masked man could be. The paper’s took to calling him “ The Gentleman Robber” and people were almost sad when he was caught.

All fifteen words in one sentence -Haunted

Surprisingly he believed that the riverboat , home of his summer job, was filled with invisible demons , the ghosts of former film stars, real enough to carry a candle just out of his reach and that of the transparent masked man whose general demeanor was outside of all standards for third level ghosts and so his procrastination and the fact he drank too much got him sent back to his computer job in the office.

Of course the dragons were busy today you can see them HERE.

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Just a Reminder- Portrait of Words Stories are due Tuesday. Click HERE to see the pictures.

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Friday 55- Suicide

Flash Fiction 55
Friday 55 Flash Fiction is brought to you by G-man (Mr Knowitall). The idea is you write a story in exactly 55 words. If you want to take part pop over and let G-man know when you've posted your 55.Here is today's story.

The End of it All

They came to wonderful Paris in love.
He would love her forever and ever.
She found somebody else.
Now he stood on the bridge alone.
He was ready to jump.
Life had no meaning without her.
He could end it all now.
But if he jumped here his friends would say he was in

Seine.

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Since I discovered it was okay I am writing a second flash 55 which will be a continuous story but a complete story every week. Here then is the fifteenth chapter in the exciting ongoing adventures of Sir Laughsalot and Robberhood
The entire story to date is HERE
The most recent chapters are HERE

With Sir Looseleg's wooden arm under attack by broken tooth termites the King has made The Knight in Shining Armour his new first chair.
Sir Laughsalot , who is fifth chair, keeps saying, over and over, " I know a Secret".
Then he laughs so hard he falls off his chair which is upsetting to the King.

Quilly's Words are Back

It is a Quilly day. Time to take Quilly’s three words for the day and write a story. Quilly gave us these three words before she went on vacation and set today as the date for the story. Click on the word for a definition

acrasia; murklins; & oncethmus

The Bad Daughter

How long would she have to put up with his oncethmus. It was bad enough during the day but even murklins it continued. It was a good job she didn’t have acrasia or he would be dead already . Still the problem remained and she would have to deal with it. He was her father and she really did want to take care of him but he never shut up and was so darned loud. She had heard all his stories at least ten times. She was tired of being told what a good daughter would do and how wonderful her mother had been. He was so rude that few of her friends even came to visit.
But today it would end.
Today she would be the bad daughter he told her she was.
Today the ambulance would come and take him to the Nursing Home.
Today was independence day.
She might even do some oncethmus to rejoice.

And of course with Quilly's words comes the required quivel. Remember to write quivel you must write something that looks like a poem, any style , but is so bad that if it was printed in a book of poetry a true poetic zoilist would tear it out and burn it. What looks like bad haiku is really qiku where the middle line must always contain a Quilly word.

Smart Lady Killer

Her acrasia drove her to kill
His blood she had to spill
Despite the oncethmus of the press
For a quick end to the mess
She kept him murklins about the crime
Thus gaining precious time
The bacchante to careffuly frame
She was good at this game

Angry
Acrasia
Loving

Falling
Murklins
Stairs

Donkey
Oncethmus
Politician

Of course the dragons were busy today you can see them HERE.