The busyness of Holy Week is passed. I’m slowly recovering after losing my dear Aunt Lizzy last week. Hopefully we’ll be returning to regularly scheduled programming shortly. In the interest of such pursuits, it’s time for . . .
Friday Fictioneers for April 25.
The challenge: Write a 100-word story inspired by the photo prompt.
Play along by writing your own, reading others and/or commenting on the flashes we fictioneers create.
My piece weighs in this week at exactly 100 words.
“What was that? You trying to get us killed?”
“What? We got the vamps.”
“No thanks to you.”
“Seriously? I dealt the first blow.”
“With a Taylor guitar.”
“And I was about to finish him off.”
“Finish him off? Because blunt force trauma is effective on vampires? All you did was destroy a perfectly good guitar. Did you even attempt to use your stake?”
“Of course. Vamp number two knocked it out of my hand.”
“After you alerted him by whacking his friend over the head.”
“Well, excuse me for living. I can’t stand listening to the undead sing karaoke.”
Since this week’s prompt features actual people that may or may not be recognized by others, although I do not know them myself, please note that the preceding flash is entirely a work of fiction and any similarity to actual events is purely coincidental. In other words, the men portrayed in this picture are not, to my knowledge, actual vampires or vampire hunters.