The Conductor

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:

It was the last performance of the season,

Beethoven’s 9th Symphony, which required extra effort from the basses at the end.

They were all plastered.

Then he knocked over his music stand.

As he stood in front of his orchestra,

it was the bottom of the 9th, no score and the basses were loaded.

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 twenty ninth chapter in the exciting ongoing adventures of Sir Laughsalot and Robberhood. The ballad of the throne taken from the palace archives.
The entire story to date is HERE
The most recent chapters are HERE


The Gray Knight sat in his thatched roof cottage drinking beer.
Above him, in the loft, he had stowed the king's precious golden throne.
He was laughing when the ceiling gave way and the throne crushed him to death.
There is a moral to this story
People who live in grass houses shouldn't stow thrones.

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