“Don’t say anything,”
“Well if you’d turned where I told you we wouldn’t be lost now.”
“Yes dear…you know…wait what is that standing in the road.”
Joe and his wife looked down the road.
“If I didn’t know better I would say it is Bigfoot.”
“Joe, Bigfoot does not wear a short and jeans.”
“But look at the big hairy feet…”
“He’s thumbing a ride…are you going to pick him up?”
Joe pulled the car over.
The car door opened and he squeezed himself in.
“Hi, my name is Harry. Thanks for giving me a lift
A 99 Word Micro Fiction Story
He Set up his folding table in the center of the parking lot at the abandoned mall. He prepared the tea, awaited their arrival. They appeared one at a time. Five beautiful women each more lovely than the last. They approached the table one by one sat and waited until the circle was complete.
“Thank you all for coming on such short notice.”
“I see you’ve picked another fine location, Xander.” Said the red head known as The Siren.
“Why were we summoned?” Said a purple haired woman know as The Huntress.
“We are needed. War is upon us.”
A 99 word micro fiction story
“Everything ends, no matter how hard you try.”
“But I don’t want it to end. I want it to go on and on.”
“It can’t, it is physically impossible Marilyn.”
“I’m not talking about the physical, Leonard.”
“Then what are you talking about,.”
“Before I die you could upload my essence so I will always be around for you.
“I don’t want that Marilyn. It is not the same. You can’t love an upload, you can’t hold an upload.”
“Don’t be so melodramatic Leoanard. I know it is not the same. Still it is something we need to consider.”
The Ugly Artist 