Flash Fiction Friday 2022 – Week 38
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Excerpts
Breakfast in Bed
Erin opened her eyes in bed and smiled at the lovely Jocelyn whose long auburn hair was cascading over her cheeks. It was always a beautiful sight to wake up to, especially when she brought gifts.
“Breakfast in bed, sweetie,” Jocelyn said, pointing at a plastic tray atop the nightstand.
“Oh? What’s the special occasion?” Erin asked.
“Don’t tell me you forgot. It’s our third anniversary together.”
“I didn’t forget, I just wanted you to say it. What did you get me?”
“All your favorites. Avocado toast, a bagel with strawberries, honey, and cream, and a glass of pomegranate and ginger juice.”
“Hmmm, yummy! You know me so well.”
“Of course I do,” Jocelyn brushed her wet lips against hers, a hint of tongue slipping through. Her kisses were always perfect just like her, and she was incredibly fortunate to have such a wonderful lover in her life. Erin grabbed her neck, pulled her gently toward her, and heard her gasp,
“Breakfast in bed, sweetie.”
(…)
Instrument of Death
Fainne flew over her sisters’ mushroom huts carrying a large burlap bag. The youngest of the fairies living in Brookhorn Forest was not a skilled hunter so to see her with such a large haul was suspicious. Caoimhe and Muireann, who loved to make fun of her whenever she failed at something they excelled at, were the first to go to her, asking,
“What do you have there, little one?”
“Something you’ll never see coming,” Fainne replied with a twisted smile. The one hundred-year-old winged creature was different that starry night, much more confident and mature than on previous occasions. Whatever had happened, had changed her in ways they had not foreseen.
“Show us then,” Caoimhe said.
“I’ll show the whole tribe at the same time and not a moment sooner. If you want to make yourself useful, go gather everyone in the main square, pronto.”
(…)
The Black Queen: Ancient Order
The demo for the new Black Queen game, a series resurrected after almost twenty years of absence, was amazing but too short. Dylan lay down the silver boomerang-shaped controller between his weary legs and cursed at the OLED TV.
“It’s over? No! Give me more!” he pounded his left knee, cap immediately regretting his foolish decision. Rolling credits appeared on the screen, followed by a striking message in cursive letters that the complete experience would be available to everyone right after Christmas but that was still three months away and he needed his fix of techno-fantasy right now.
Dylan had grown up with the Black Queen series. Even though he had outgrown the need to buy consoles on day one a long time ago, the first three games in the series held a special place in his heart.
(…)
Top Secret
Angelina Watson stared, befuddled, at the Top Secret documents placed before her on the Oval Office desk. They described a technology unheard of, that was equally terrifying and exciting. Momentarily raising her eyes to confront General Murdoch, she asked,
“I don’t understand. Why is this the first time I’m hearing about this?”
“You had no clearance before, Madam President, but now that you’ve assumed the office…” the four-star officer with square shoulders and dark blue eyes replied.
“I see. I take it my predecessor was aware of it then?”
“Absolutely, Madam President. He started the program after all and kept a close watch on all of its developments.”
“I would like to see it with my own eyes,” she crossed her legs under the table. “You are to arrange a visit to the facilities immediately.”
(…)
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