Deadly Marshmallows - Two 100-word Stories
March 09, 2011 flash fictionAs an aside, the flash players are being a little strange in the preview. Let me know if they are (or are not) working for you!
And we have TWO yes TWO stories once again, with Chris the Nuclear Kid's story first, then mine.
You know the drill!
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It started when my friend and I were at camp (in the woods), hanging out.
“Kalobe, I'm going down to the river, want to come?”
“No thanks Joe.” I said.
“Okay.” Walking down with some marshmallows, he turned the corner and was out of sight. A moment later there was a ear splitting scream. I ran to the creek. The ground was
covered in marshmallows! As I watched, they moved together growing bigger and combining. They followed me as I ran. And, just in time, got inside the car.
Right now I wish I'd taken driving lessons.
"Consternation!" Grandpa yelled. "Colonel Mustard in the library with the marshmallows!"
I smiled, cold in my army uniform. Grandpa's fireplace couldn't even heat the room. He rose shakily, and I frowned. Richer than Midas, but has no heater, won't get his hip replaced, wouldn't even pay for Sue's hospital bills...
I clamped that thought down.
His liver-spotted hand landed on my shoulder, then tapped where my nametag read Ketchup. "It's funny, you making colonel. Too bad Sue didn't get to see it."
I just pushed him onto the freshly waxed floor. The sound of his hip shattering sounded like vengeance.