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Flash Fiction: Wine Ceremony

Cheers to The Barzelli Family!

Please enjoy the finest wine and the most scrumptious food I have to offer. I, Don Barzelli present you all with gifts on this joyous occasion of our annual wine ceremony. My chefs have informed me that the food they have prepared, far exceeds the standards of any restaurant in this city. Dig in!

Ah! Paulo, good job with those judges, you have earned this wine you are sipping on. Grenario, my top caporegime, the way you dealt with those Russians was sublime. Do enjoy the salmon. Oh, there he is, little Mario. Pigging out on the exotic fruits there. Tell me, Mario do you like them? Yes, of course you do. Answer this though, do you know what kind of fruit Eve ate? An apple, no? You see Mario, Eve ate the fruit of temptation, and temptation got her banished from Eden.

Why did you sell your family out for a handful of cash? Does The Barzelli Family mean so little to you? You saddened me, boy. You know what comes next don’t you?

Yep, take him away, and feed him to the fishes…


Word Count: 190

Prompt:

YeahWrite’s Weekly Writing Challenge #412

Flash Fiction: Open Space

“Okay, you have brought me out here to this pub, and clearly you have begun drinking way before I joined in. What’s wrong?”

“The people of this city. That’s what’s wrong.”

“I’m from this city. I think I turned out quite well. Multi-millionaire and all. So, why do you think the people are wrong?”

“Yeah, you might be an exception. Okay, this city is so congested. There is hardly any open space left. This open area you see in front of us, that’s one of the last ones left in this city. And now I hear this area has already been purchased for development.”

“Ummm..”

“What umm? Wait! Did you buy this plot of land?”

“Yep, I kinda did.”

“Unbelievable! My own best friend betrayed me.”

“You are getting it all wrong. I bought this plot to develop it into a playground, so that this open space is secured.”

“Oh!”


Prompt:

Tell The Story Challenge by SanaH

Now, I challenge the following bloggers:

Geet Sethi

Jo Hawk the Writer

Theresaly520

 

If you choose to accept the challenge, write a story on the following picture:

Image result for flower horror

Happy writing! 🙂

Twittering Tale: Map

“Ron, I think we have to go that way.”
“I agree with you, Bud.”
“Guys, are you sure we are going the right way?”
“Yep.”
“Sure?”
“Positive. You ladies need not worry about a thing.”
“Oh boys, we are not worried about anything, other than reaching the Annual Cartographers Meet, on time.”


Character Count: 280

Prompt:

Twittering Tales #124 – 19 February 2019 – Lost

Flash Fiction: Valentine Cupcakes

I looked up at the guard banging his baton on the gate of my jail cell.
The glee in his eyes betrayed his thoughts. He had come to scoff at his favorite toy.
“Look what came for you.”
He showed me a pretty box and opened it to reveal cupcakes. I walked towards the door.
“Your girlfriend has sent you a Valentine’s Day gift.”
I looked longingly at the cupcake. Before I could speak, the guard had stuffed his mouth with a cupcake.
Within seconds the pig was out cold.

Phase one of escape plan: Complete…
Thanks to her!


Word Count: 99

Prompt:

Carrot Ranch Feb 14 Flash Fiction Challenge

Flash Fiction: Climb

I knew it was not going to be easy.

The top floor, and a window of only fifteen minutes to get through the open window. Time to see if all my practice at the rock climbing wall bore any fruit.

Okay, slow and steady does it. I won’t look down and only focus on the goal – the window. That’s easier said than done. Here come the shivers. Ignore them, ignore them.
Right, made it to the window. It is open, as I was promised.

I hope she likes her valentine’s gift and can keep it away from her disapproving father…


Word Count: 100

Prompt:

Friday Fictioneers 15th February 2019

Three Line Tale: Fence

These fences trap me inside, away from my home and with fleeting contact with my family.

This maximum security prison cuts out all contact with the outside world inorder to ensure safety.

Then again, I am glad that I am trapped here among these animals, helping to keep scum like them inside, away from the world…


Word Count: 57

Prompt:

Three Line Tales Week 58