AnElephantCant always be good-humoured
There are times when his door you must not darken
But he is now striving
To improve his driving
He makes some small adjustments to help with his parking
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Master Mechanic Rochelle engineers a collective of car connoisseurs to fine tune some terrific tales.
And AnElephant tries not to dent his image.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
I am pretty easy-going, but this little ned irritates me.
He always sits on my car, scraping the paintwork.
I ask him to move.
He hurls threatening abuse.
He doesn’t know that I have a certain skill.
When the electric current goes through him, the car alarm alerts me.
After he recovers from the shock, his reaction is predictably violent.
I intervene, laughing, ask him what he plans to do with the brick.
He is quite aggressive, moves to attack me.
I taser him.
Then, for fun, I taser him again.
Now he knows that I have a certain skill.