Friday Fictioneers: Mr. Sims and the Maple Bar of Death

Aaaaand it’s fake Friday again!  One tiny problem I have with the calendar is that it’s so repetitive and predictable.  That’s why I like  Friday Fictioneers — a 100-word, picture-prompt writing challenge over at Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, Addicted to Purple — because it starts on Wednesdays.  And I think you’d agree that nothing spices up the week like having Friday on Wednesday!  Anyway, here’s this week’s picture prompt by way of Scott Vanatter: (copyright – Indira)

Friday Fictioneers 100 word story

Mr. Sims and the Maple Bar of Death

“No, Mr. Sims, you misunderstood my instructions.”

“But you asked me if I wanted to do a donut, so I spun out.”

“No, I asked if you wanted the rest of my donut.”

“So I flunked my driver’s test?”

“That will depend on your three-point turn.”

“I can do that with my eyes closed!”

“Careful Mr. Sims! That’s a sheer drop off . . . LOOK OUT!”

“What happened?”

“You’ve plunged us off the cliff, Mr. Sims.”

“So I flunked my driver’s test?”

“Yes.”

“Okay . . . but one last question.”

“Yes?”

“You gonna eat the rest of that maple bar?”

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Until next time . . . I love you

100-Word Friday Fictioneers: The Honeymooners

Hello Dear Readers.  In keeping with the Creed of the Blogger:  Sometimes you just have to make stuff up writing-wise, it’s time for the Friday Fictioneer writing challenge where Writing-Guantlet Thrower-downer, Rochell Wisoff-Fields, provides a weekly picture prompt for which writers are challenged to write a 100-word story. Go here if you want to join in:  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Addicted to Purple Blog and you should because it’s a whole lot of fun!

Here’s This Week’s Picture Prompt:

Friday Fictioneers Linda Vernon Humor

Copyright Kent Boham

The Honeymooners

“Oh Roger! I can’t believe a week ago I didn’t even know you, and now we’re on our honeymoon.”

“Isn’t it wonderful, Juanita, my love?”

“But one tiny thing, Roger.”

“Yes?”

“My name’s not Juanita.”

“What?  Oh.  Well, I knew that . . . uh . . . Margarita?”

“That’s a drink Roger.”

“Anna Maria?”

“My dog.”

“Ha ha!  I was just teasing you . . .Hen . . . Henrietta?”

“You have no idea do you, Roger?”

“None.”

“It’s Matilda, Roger.”

“Matilda my love!  Let’s go check in.”

“Okay, and Roger?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Juanita.”

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Until next time . . . I love you