“Did you hear something?”
“No, you’re just being paranoid.”
“Seriously, I hear footsteps.”
“No one’s here. Hurry up. Get the money cart.”
“Wait, I hear them too. What do we do?”
“Quick, behind the door.”
“No, no. Let’s get in the closet.”
“They always look in the closet.”
“Okay, behind the desk.”
“Don’t be stupid. They’ll see our feet.”
“Come on. Behind the door. No one looks there.”
“I knew this was a bad idea. All of you always get me in trouble.”
“You wanted the money just as bad. Get behind the door.”
Footsteps. Door opens. Flashlight.
“Anybody here?”
drabble- n. story written in exactly 100 words.
Image courtesy of: http://www.castlegalleries.com/artists/a_j_callan/collection.asp
David Foster Wallace
Kurt Vonnegut
Excellent drabble, I tried the other night it turned out disasterous,
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the read.
Yvonne.
Love it - perfect with the image! :)
ReplyDeleteYvonne- if you could create a poem in exactly 100 words, that counts as a drabble.
ReplyDeleteJemi, thanks. They looked like little kids trying to steal some cash from their mom. This is the reason for the childish tone of voice from each of the bandits.
ReplyDeleteAwesome. Well written, and nice choice of picture. It just made me smile tonight, so thanks! :)
ReplyDeleteI love the image that goes with the story
ReplyDeleteLynda, I do too. The piglets look so mischievous and it looks like mom is going to catch them! :D
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