Flash Fiction: Suits

“Jarvis, pack my suit. I need to scram soon. I’m already late as it is.”

At once, Mr. Stark. Which one will you be needing?

“You know! The ones that leave the crowd dazzling, the men glaring and the ladies drooling.”

Very well, sir. Which one should I pack? Your classic red, your light red, or the new white one?

“Just go ahead and pack them all. I’ll decide at the venue, depending on my mood and the situation.”

Done, sir.

*An hour later, at the venue*

“Jarvis, next time, just remind me to specify if I meant party suit…”

Word count: 100


100 Word Wednesday: Week 118

Flash Fiction: Lovely Weather

The weather is quite lovely.

I knew I could find such kind of weather only in the mountains. Moreover, I knew my son would love it. It’s a huge change from what we find in the city. I mean, where in the city could one be so close to the clouds? My son even had his first taste of a cloud. He was thrilled, and I’m even more thrilled that he is enjoying. Now, there is only one little thing to take care of. I hope someone else comes here soon.

With my bike defunct, we need to hitchhike back…

Word Count: 100


100 Word Wednesday Week 110

Flash Fiction: Clash 2

This is the Ninth part of the story!

Find the prequels here:

Part 1- Twittering Tales: Statues

Part 2- Flash Fiction: Nice Neighborhood

Part 3- Twittering Tale: Raindrops

Part 4- Flash Fiction: Briefing

Part 5- Flash Fiction: The Hunt Begins

Part 6- Flash Fiction: Target Sighted

Part 7- Flash Fiction: Ready

Part 8- Flash Fiction: Clash

Happy reading! 🙂

Cadet Billy watched on in disbelief.

Medusa was clobbering Perseus, pummeling him into the ground. The entire forest had gone silent, save for the sound of her blows. Agent Keynes signaled to Billy. Billy understood what he was saying. This was their chance. They could sneak up on Medusa while she was distracted by her vengeance, or at least try to sneak up. It had not gone too well for Perseus.

Billy sneaked through the bushes, making his way to Perseus’ heavy weapon. He watched Keynes making his way to a vantage point, readying his sniper rifle. Billy picked up the pistol and waited in position. Billy could see that Perseus would not last much longer. He was being battered by Medusa. Medusa was going to end Perseus, turn him into one of her statues. This was their last chance, and Billy knew this was the moment.

He heard the gunshot as Agent Keynes squeezed the trigger.

(Find the sequel here- Flash Fiction: Clash 3)

Word Count: 157


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