Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, the standard, and the prompt photo.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture below, which this week is supplied by J Hardy Carroll.
© J Hardy Carroll
Click here to hear the author read his words:
Flowers
Love at first sight?
I don’t know about that, but I was certainly smitten.
She is kind, intelligent, and beautiful.
And when she moves all of her seems to move in all the right ways.
I think she might be that special lady I’ve always dreamed about.
So I’ve been wooing her in the old-fashioned way.
It is obvious that she approves of this, we are getting along very well.
Until I give her the flowers.
It seems I might have misunderstood her when she told me that she reacts rather violently to hay-fever.
Please, sweetheart, put down the gun.
Sound Bite Fiction 
LOL! 😀
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Seems a little extreme and yet, I can relate. 😉
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Why do I get the feeling, Dawn, that this could be about you?
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I think she can claim self-defense… you started it by bringing a lethal weapon.
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One does not typically consider a small bouquet of daisies as being potentially life-threatening…
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Very entertaining. I’m wondering was she holding a suspiciously large handbag, big enough to hold a gun ?
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Perhaps she had it secreted about her person in a place where I, being a gentleman, would be unlikely to stumble across it?
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Crikes! I liked the sudden twist, perhaps it’s the histamine that sets her off rather than the pollen.
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I didn’t wait to ask, James!
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Great play on the medical and everyday meanings of the word “reaction.” Lets hope this is not common. 😊
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Thanks for spotting that, Andy!
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Me thinks you should have been listening better, been considering her feels more.
But hey, maybe she likes ghosts. If so, you might still have a chance.
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Ah yes, as Monty P says, Always look on the bright side of life…
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Ha! Not what your narrator – or I – expected. Lovely build up and a cracking ending, though I wonder what happens next. What if she sneezes and accidentally blows his head off? As so often happens, C, your fiction prompted a smile in the most devilish way
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Thank you, Lynn, you always express yourself so charmingly and vividly.
Decapitation by sternutation, what a glorious concept!
And your devilish smile is almost too much for this ancient scribbler.
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Always my pleasure, C. 🙂
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Ha, not the “violent reaction” he expected. Hopefully she’s a rubbish shot and they can talk it out…
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Your tale finished with chicken, hopefully my narrator will duck!
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Hahaha!!! I did not see that twist coming! Great job!!
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A laugh is good!
Happy you enjoyed.
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I enjoyed it very much!
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It might be a good idea to move on – quickly!
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C’mon, Liz, where’s the buzz in that!
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Mom, Gram, and Grands all had severe asthma/emphasema so plants were never allowed in house. Now that I have my own house, I’ve started to venture to having a few. It’s different, and pleasant this winter to have flowers.
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I suffer quite badly from hay-fever so I have plants, but not flowers. They add greatly to the ambience, I think
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I beginning to find that to be true.
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Too funny.
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Thank you, Susan, happy to amuse
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She should consider herself very lucky. My husband would rather die than ever, (and I mean ever) give me flowers. And so…
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Would rather die? I could maybe fit him into a wee tale in a week or two…
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…and whoever said love is for the chicken hearted! Loved the last line Ceayr.
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Laughing. Cheers, Neil
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That’s some serious hayfever! Well done!
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I’m starting to think she’s maybe just grumpy…
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LOVE hearing you read your stories and this tale tickled me! Love that last line. Great job, and thanks.
Ronda
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You are too kind, Ronda.
Tickled is good!
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Artificial flowers sound safer, but doe he have enough time left.
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As Marvin Gaye said ‘Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby’
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Well, you did bring her severed limbs of living things. That could be construed as a threat similar to the horse head in the bed of Godfather fame.
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I am no expert with the fairer sex, sir, but I did read somewhere, perhaps in my People’s Friend, that ladies like flowers…
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They are macabre creatures, aren’t they?
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Oh, what a surprise! Well done, CE– made me smile, in spite of the threat of violence.
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Glad you enjoyed, Linda, smiles are good
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That last line’s a killer! Nice one CE.
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I’m hoping not, Keith!
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I react in a similar way to flowers in the house – sneezing that is, not the gun. Instead I wait until it is politely possible to get rid of the flowers!
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Very sensible, Iain, I can’t imagine you in the Gunfight at the EK Corral!
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A little bit of crazy just adds spice 😀.
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Heck, yeah, what’s the occasional shoot-out between lovers, eh?
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You made me laugh with this story, CE. Hlarious!
I liked the build-up to the twist, especially “And when she moves all of her seems to move in all the right ways” which captures exactly the sort of irrational feelings of powerful sexual attraction.
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Hilarious is good, Penny.
But there is nothing irrational about those feelings!
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Dear CE,
I guess that could be called an explosive sneeze.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Indeed, m’lady, perhaps she is not the one of my dreams, hmm?
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An epi pen is going to be of no help to this reaction … unless you thrust it in her jugular. A good twist all enhanced by your voice. Well played.
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‘thrust it in her jugular’! You are clearly a lady after my own heart, Ellen!
Glad you enjoyed the whole package.
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Haha!
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A violent reaction indeed
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I can pick ’em, Neil!
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