Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here.
My apologies for my recent lengthy absence, and lack of response to previous comments.
I was on my annual visit to Scotland, with other priorities,
Click here to hear the author read his words:
Colonisation
As I lift the hand-towel from the washing-machine, I’m annoyed to see it still bears traces of blood.
My blood.
I smile ruefully as I recall that, just a few weeks ago, Sandra Crook, my favourite Fictioneer, laughingly agreed that recently her body count has been higher than mine.
Although there was one undeserving pooch…
But last night’s death was well-merited.
When I saw the intruder’s shadow, my reaction was swift and deadly.
I killed without hesitation or remorse.
I await the usual outcry about needless slaughter from my readers.
I don’t care.
Drink my blood and die, Madame Mosquito.
🤣 I love how you cleverly create a dark, sinister setup and then transform it with a funny twist about killing a mosquito🦟🙌
I won’t kill anything, I don’t believe in it. Except mosquitos. That’s always justified, even if they haven’t bitten yet!
Fun twist, welcome back.
Given the prompt, I could observe that even mosquitoes are god’s creatures, but that would be pushing saintliness further than I dare
Dear CE,
Justifiable homicide IMHO. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Insidious creatures.
Ah! Normal service has been resumed!