AnElephantCant claim he’s a biker
They don’t even make Harleys his size
But when he sees a machine
That is built like a dream
A wee smile always lights up his eyes
So once more he has to think up a story
One hundred words to tell you a tale
Or one hundred and one
For today’s Fictioneers fun
He hopes you won’t send him to jail
Friday Fictioneers Challenge.
The idea is to write a very short story (100 words) based on a picture prompt (below).
That’s it.
Copyright – Sandra Crook
It goes how fast?
Way over a ton, for sure!
Are you serious?
Not very often! But, yes, she is a flying machine, I’ll thrash every bike on the circuit out of sight.
But are you sure it is safe?
Oh, come on! You know I am the best there is on these things, and I am indestructible!
So how long will it take you to get it ready to race?
No time like the present. I am taking her for a spin this afternoon.
—————
She remembers their last conversation as the curtains slowly close and he is gone forever.
I was enjoying that until I got to the last line. Well told story – it made me smile then slapped my face.
Well, at least it had an impact!
Thank you for your comment.
Too cute to jail!
How awfully sweet of you.
AnElephant can and does blush!
smile
Sounds like he may have literally tried to take off on his “flying machine”. This definitely conjures up images of the early bad boys, with their ‘tudes and their bikes (Steve McQueen, who supposedly owned over 100 bikes, being the prime candidate).
Thanks for dropping by and for the comment.
Loved both the rhyme and the story, very cleverly written. I enjoyed reading them
Dee
Well AnElephant is grateful that you shared that and happy that you enjoyed.
his enthusiasm was contagious… the ending broke my heart. great job 🙂
Thank you, glad that it touched your emotions.
A great flash, sad ending.
Thank you, happy that you felt something.
What a sad ending. Those bikes can be lethal. I’m so glad my son never expressed any interest in owning one. 🙂
Sad is good!
And a little care gets you there!
I enjoy both your entries. Your wit is the best.
Thank you.
AnElephant suspects you are half right!
I wonder if it can’t be read as if he flew off deliberately with no intention of returning? Specially in the light of Sandra Crooks’ story!
Every story can of course be read any way the reader chooses, although the last line suggests otherwise.
At the time of writing, AnElephant had no knowledge of Ms Crooks’ excellent story.
Great entry. It really does look like a racing machine, a vicious one.
Thank you, Mr Aye, happy that you enjoyed it.
Nice job. That bike never entered my mind when writing mine. Really enjoyed yours.
Thank you, Shirley, very kind.
When ‘common sense’ becomes common – there will be fewer regrets.
Nice write.
Thanks for your visit. When Alastair goes first – I can come up with a good follow, even if it is a preceding piece. 🙂
Thanks, Jules, and AnElephant just about follows your feminine logic!
Why is it the girl is always left behind? Didn’t Amelia Earhardt leave someone waiting. I like it though, a sad love story.
Could it be that ladies are just a bit smarter?
Glad you liked it.
I got completely carried away with the dialogue so the ending took me totally by surprise – it made my whimper like a small dog!
Tiny typo: on theses things – should be ‘these things’?
Well, thank you, so happy it got you that way.
And thanks for pointing out typo.
It is amazing how we read what we mean to write and not what actually appears!
Well done i love the verse a prologue 🙂
AnElephant’s trademark.
Glad you liked.
…no one sadly is indestructible
Did enjoy and also the verse.
Except for AnElephant!
Glad you enjoyed.
As usual extremely well done.
Je tire ma reverence.
Merci, cherie, tu es tres gentille comme toujours.
I love your opening verse and the story actually made me teary eyed..good job 🙂
Laughter and tears, AnElephant is delighted!
Oh how sad. It rather reminded me of a 50’s movie, where the hero always has such confidence and the girl loses him when he takes one risk too many.
AnElephant is glad, he makes Lyn sad.
Yep, Brando, Dean & co did a lot of that stuff,
Great story and I love that bike. It looks like the skeletal remains of a Trike.
Thank you, glad you enjoyed.
Good story elephant, I also liked the ‘not very often’ line, and the end with the curtains closing. Very final!
Thank you, sir, your comments are gratefully received.
Reminds me of a song…
No, she says; no Johnny, no Johnny; as he races off to his demise… Sad.. 🙁
Love the elephant: He’s one cool dude… And no, I wouldn’t send him to jail – honest..!
AnElephant is touched by your very kind words, thank you.
Maybe ‘Leader of the Pack’ for the song?
AnElephantCant write verse daily
For thirty straight days on the trot?
But it would appear that he gaily
Already the starting ones got!
So is he found in NaPoWriMo?
And if not, then why ever not?
To get there then to this link do go,
Because you are losing the plot!
http://www.napowrimo.net/
AnElephantCant commit to something
Over a very long period of time
And his daily blog must show it
He is not really a poet
He mostly just dabbles in rhyme
For heaven’s sakes –
That’s all it takes!
I’m not sure there’s ever a good way to enremember the end, but this wouldn’t be it. I like your opening verse too!
Glad you liked verse.
And agree, not many good ways to remember some things.
Tho I have biker friends who would rather go doing what they love…
Would love to see an elephant on a motocycle
AnElephant can hardly fit on a flat-bed truck!
Very sad. This sometimes happens in life!
Yes. Life can be tragic.
Woah — I was jolted by that last line. I smiled at the peppy dialogue (loved the “Not very often” reply), and I was surprised by the last line. I should’ve seen it coming when the person said they were indestructible!
Jolted is good!
Glad you liked dialogue.
Thank you.
Sad reminder. My husband has two classic bikes and I worry like mad when he takes them out on the roads. Well done though.
He is probably not a daft boy racer!
Thanks for comments.
Anelephant has made me sad ! 🙂 😉
Then AnElephant is happy!
Any reaction is a good reaction!
Good one 🙂
Thank you.
Hmmmm, “Pride goeth before the fall” comes to mind for some reason. Or maybe he just jinxed himself. I agree that the dialogue was well done.
(He would thrash the rest out of “sight”, not “site.”) 🙂
janet
Oooops!
A typo, well spotted!
And thanks for comments.
an elephant cant ride on this bike
bacause this bike is a trike
and it won’t be much fun
because when he’s done
because it’ll end up flat –
wait I hit post in error hahahahaha.
An elephant can’t ride on this bike
Because this bike is a trike
and it won’t be much fun
because when he’s done
It’ll end up flat –
and the tyke will cry, “Yike”
(i need to take a hike with this one)
If you read the piece – and the poem – carefully, at no point does AnElephant say this is a bike!
But thanks for the comment, AnElephant loves it when his guests make rhymes.
Dear Elephant,
Cute verse for openers. Have to wonder where overconfidence will take your character. Nice dialogue.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you.
Em, behind the curtains, it seems!
over-confidence has turned fatal for him. sad. and a good take on the prompt
Why, thank you, ma’am.
What a brilliantly sad ending to it. There is a moral behind this story as well.
Yep, don’t go racing on rusty heaps of scrap!
😆 Yep, that too
Well done. I like the dialogue. There was a lot of foreboding in his words. I think anyone who says “I’m indestructible” is signing their death warrant.
Hmm, one of AnElephant’s favourite phrases!
Thanks for kind words.
Yes, famous last words, now remembered regretfully forever..
Too true, me hearty!