Flash Fiction Friday #12 ~ Buzz Kill

Happy Friday friends!

You know what time it is, baby. Flash time!!

I’ve written a flash tale from the image below, which was chosen by one of my FFF comrades. Exactly 100 words, no more, no less.

Enjoy!

(This image was chosen by Lisa Worrall)

Flash Fiction Friday #12 ~ Buzz Kill

Startled by a piercing shriek, Linda shot out of the bathroom. “What happened?”

On top of her table, buck naked, Darrel screamed, “A big ass rat just ran across my foot!”

“What?”

“A rat!”

“You’re crazy. There’s no rat in here.”

“I know what I saw!”

Whimpering, Trixie darted from under the bed. Linda kneeled down and scooped her up.

Darrel scrambled closer to the wall. “Aaagghhh, get it outta here!”

Linda stared wide-eyed at him. “She’s not a rat, you moron. She’s a Chihuahua.”  

“Ohh, my mistake.”

Totally out of the mood, she tossed him his pants. “Goodbye Darrel.”

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

*giggle* No ass for you!!

Thanks for reading!

Don’t forget to swing by my FFF friends’ blog spots and check out their spicy flash tales. https://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/flash-fiction-friday-crew/

21 responses to “Flash Fiction Friday #12 ~ Buzz Kill

  1. Yvonne, sweetie I didn’t know you had funny in you, perhaps that’s because I keep thinking about being in you. This is soooo funny, I loved it. Even if it was a rat, his punk ass doesn’t deserve any if that’s how he’s going to act. LMAO – Great post.

  2. ROFLMAO – OMG that was terrific…and Darrel IS a moron! Thanks for the laugh – my own dog jumped a bit when I did…okay – it might have been a snort but I’m good with that! lol

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