It’s time for Friday Fictioneers again, the greatest free show in town! Rochelle Wisoff-Fields runs this band of merry writers, where participants are asked to write a 100-word story, with a beginning, middle and end, using a photo prompt. It’s a wonderful challenge with lots of interesting outcomes. Check out other participants here. Rochelle’s is particularly great this week! My story is 99 words.
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I’m going a little dark this week, in honor of All Hallows– dark humor for balance.
“Don’t be koi with me, Sparkle,” the great, spotted fish hissed. “You know damned well there was something fishy about those guys.”
Sparkle’s sleek gold body twitched. “I told you, they threw the meat in and laughed; that’s all. ” She shuddered, remembering the dark faces, as they dropped the food.
“What did they say, again? It must mean something!”
“They said: ‘Jackie’s sleeping with the fishes now.’ It’s silly, aren’t we all?”
“That stuff looked familiar– texture was all off. I’ll get to the bottom of this.” Spots circled away.
“Leave that to Joe; he’s a bottom feeder.”