The Iron Writer Challenge – Weekend Quickie #199

The Iron Writer Challenge – Weekend Quickie #199


Write a 200 word story using these elements …kathy-fincher-paintings 




3 thoughts on “The Iron Writer Challenge – Weekend Quickie #199

  1. “Ah, look at them.” Brigitte heard their mother, a few feet behind them. “They look like twins, bless them, so sweet.” However, this ‘bonding moment’ was only a facade.
    “Your slight has filled me with indignation, Billy,” said Brigitte, her grip squeezing her brother’s shoulder.
    “I’m sorry, sis,” he said. His whiny pitiful voice filled her with rage.
    “You will have to pay,” she said, turning her head and giving her mother a smile, only to turn back with a grimace for Billy.
    “I know. Do I have to hit my…?”
    “No, Billy, your crime is much greater than that.”
    “Does it involve my…?”
    “Why, of course. It is the symbol of feminine oppression throughout the world. There can be no other punishment.” She let go of his shoulder and pointed towards the beach. “Find a sharp shell, one of those long ones. Hold it at the base and cut.”
    “Will…will it hurt?” asked Billy.
    “Of course it will. But don’t worry. You will be happy.”
    Billy nodded and walked down onto the beach.
    “That’s the last time you play with my Blush Beauty Barbie doll, dear Billy.”
    Her parents ran to a fallen Billy as the sand turned red.

  2. Picture Perfect

    Mrs. Smith snapped the photo and smiled, “You two are the cutest. I’m going back in the house to fix lunch. You boys come in and wash your hands.” Billy and Bobby smiled back. Bobby replied, “Okay, Mom.” Mrs. Smith tucked the camera into her apron and strode away.

    Bobby gave a sigh and put his arm around his brother, “This is the life, ain’t it?”
    Billy pulled away, “Get off me!”
    Bobby recoiled in concern, “What!”

    Billy smirked, “Why’d you leave my tricycle out in the rain?”
    Bobby smiled, “Is that it? Come on, dude, you know I had to clear space for my birthday party.”
    “That was four months ago, Bobby! Have you even fixed the flat tire like you said you would?”
    Bobby paused for a second before replying, “I told you, I ran out of rubber cement.”
    Billy tensed up, “I see your tricycle’s in the garage.”
    Bobby stared back, smirked, then stood up, and kicked Billy in the shin. “Shut yer face!”
    Billy hollered, “OW!” and started to cry.
    Bobby headed for the house while Billy hobbled after him.

    Bobby and Billy sat at the kitchen table as Mrs. Smith set their sandwiches in front of them, “Everything alright?”
    Bobby smiled, “Yeah, great!” and he took a big bite of his sandwich.

    Billy just stared at his sandwich in silence.

  3. It’s Not Fair
    Roger Campbell

    “What’s not fair?” Willy looked around. Nothing looked like it was unjust to him or anyone he knew.

    “That wall.” Kelly nodded toward the wooden wall straight ahead of him.

    “That wall?” A puzzled Willy asked. “You mean that little bit of a wall?”

    “Yeah. That wall.” Kelly replied.

    “Okay, what’s so unjust about that little thing?”

    “It was supposed to be built by union workers.” Kelly stated.


    “We have a contract to do all the work on that site.” Kelly commented.

    “Who’s coming by in ten minutes?” Willy shook his head.

    “The President.” Kelly replied as if it was a no-brainer.

    “Right. They needed a facade put up quick so His Highness wouldn’t see work being done. Might give him a heart attack.”

    “What’s that got to do with whether its unfair?” Kelly remarked.

    “What day is today?”Willy asked.

    “July 4th.” Kelly gave Willy the look of: What type of dumb question was that?

    “What’s the chance of getting union labor to work on a holiday?”

    Willy thought for a moment. “Yeah, you’re right.”

    “Relax. This will be a great spot to watch the Fuhrer and the SS go by.”

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