Monday 4 March 2013

2 x1


Slightly different today, two mini stories, under 100 words each. Please vote for your favourite one here 


Jake thought of himself as something of a ladies' man. A modern day Leslie Phillips, but his female colleagues had different ideas; they laughed at him behind his back and called him the octopus, because he was slimy, his hands were everywhere and he smelt slightly of fish. He was a bit of a snake. But what they didn't tell each other was that all of them had slept with him at one time or another. And he didn't tell anyone, because a gentleman never tells.

The mountains glimmered in the distance, their snowy peaks capturing the sun and casting beams of brightness across the valley. Dave finished chopping the octopus and put it in the pot with the mushrooms and beans. He lit the candles and adjusted the cutlery waiting for Dena to arrive. When she did he almost fainted at her beauty. He pulled out a chair and sat her down and served the soup. One mouthful later she was gone. 
20 minutes later Dave sat behind Dena holding her hair back from her face. In between retches she sobbed, ‘sorry it's my fault, I should have told you - I'm allergic to seafood.’

Which was your favourite, vote here 

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