Short : Mighty Grace by Bill Schott Flash Fiction contest entry |
Grace ran across the living room as George chased her with the unsheathed samurai weapon. "I've had it with your lazy lunches, you stupid cow!" “Eat your macaroni and cheese, George. Just boil the noodles and pour on the yellow goop. You don’t need a chef for that.” “Chef?! You spend all your time writing poetry on Fanstory.” Grace turned quickly as George fell over a recliner. Recovering, he repositioned the chair, picked up the Japanese blade, and continued the chase. Grace had used the few seconds respite to review a recent haiku that had popped up on her site. Seeing George nearing, she raised her own weapon. KONK! George dropped to the floor after Grace smacked him in the head with an iron skillet. “The PAN is mightier than the sword!” she shouted, as the skillet twirled in her hand and she sat down to begin a new poem.
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