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The Day Timmy Saved the World

Here is my contribution to Friday Fictioneers for this week. This is a weekly challenge hosted by Rochelle and this week the prompt photo was contributed by Marie Gail Stratford. Thanks, Marie Gail Stratford!

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crystals

Copyright Marie Gail Stratford

 

It had existed since the beginning of time, its crystalline shell holding safe its essence. It had seen stars explode, planets burn. Many of these cosmic catastrophes it had caused, for it was bored and spiteful.

Now it had found a new victim for its amusement. The planet Earth.

Hiding in plain sight on a mantelpiece in a small terraced house in Catford, it gathered its will and made ready to strike…

… and smashed on the floor, its billions of years of existence and hatred shattered.

 

“Timmy! What have I told you about playing football in the house? That was a wedding gift.”

“Sorry, Mum!”

 

  1. February 18, 2015 at 7:57 pm

    Not with a whimper, but a bang. Bye bye!

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    • February 18, 2015 at 8:01 pm

      All the things it could have taught us, if it hadn’t been a psychopath. And extremely breakable.

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  2. NotAPunkRocker
    February 18, 2015 at 8:04 pm

    Makes you wonder what kind of friend gave them that for a wedding gift? 🙂

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    • February 18, 2015 at 8:07 pm

      I’m sure they just thought it was just a real pretty crystal 🙂

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      • NotAPunkRocker
        February 18, 2015 at 8:21 pm

        True. I will now be looking for signs of evil from my coworker’s crystal paperweight though. Just in case…

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      • February 18, 2015 at 9:03 pm

        Don’t let it out of your sight 😦

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  3. February 18, 2015 at 8:21 pm

    Saved by a boy with a football! Who knew we no longer need Superman? Lovely tale.

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    • February 18, 2015 at 9:04 pm

      Not every superhero is easily identifiable by wearing their underpants on top of their trousers.
      Glad you liked it!

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  4. Lyn
    February 18, 2015 at 8:36 pm

    I love child heroes; they can do the most amazing things quite innocently (or not quite so innocently in Timmy’s case) 😀
    Nice one D-man

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    • February 18, 2015 at 9:04 pm

      And he’ll never know what he did 🙂

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  5. February 18, 2015 at 10:13 pm

    Brilliant. Buy Timmy an ice cream and send me the bill. 😀 Love, love this story!

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  6. February 18, 2015 at 10:23 pm

    Uh-huh. Likely excuse Timmy. 😉 Great story! I love the prose in the beginning.

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    • February 19, 2015 at 8:09 am

      Thanks, I tried to start all deep and ominous before dragging it into “normality”.

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  7. February 18, 2015 at 11:31 pm

    I have to admit… we’ve all done it!

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  8. February 18, 2015 at 11:55 pm

    Just another reason to play football in the house! Nicely done.

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  9. February 19, 2015 at 1:25 am

    she didn’t seem to be upset. it must be something that she wanted to get rid of anyway but couldn’t because it was a gift. in her mind, she must be thanking timmy.

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    • February 19, 2015 at 8:10 am

      I wondered about that as well.

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  10. February 19, 2015 at 3:58 am

    DrAli, I think I am confused, not sure.
    I read the story twice, enlarged photo prior to reading your story then I read all the comments.
    The story I read doesn’t seem to match some of your comments. Plus a few or more of your comments seem to be writing about different story’s.
    So, great story DrAli, leave it at that.

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    • February 19, 2015 at 8:13 am

      There’s this timeless entity encased in crystal creating havoc in the universe. It’s currently on Earth masquerading as an ornament and is on the verge of destroying the world when Timmy hits it with a football and smashes it to bits, thus saving the world 🙂

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      • February 19, 2015 at 10:33 pm

        Thank you, my mistake.
        I thought the boy released the enemy upon us by breaking the ornament.

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      • February 20, 2015 at 5:01 am

        I erred again and I’ve not a clue how I misread the first time. Title says it all, I am your in house idiot.

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      • February 20, 2015 at 11:26 am

        I often comment on a story before I remember to read the title!

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  11. February 19, 2015 at 4:11 am

    Dear draliman, Good story and I think the boy did us all an enormous favor. Cute story! Nan 🙂 Okay, I’ll get the kid an ice cream cone too!

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    • February 19, 2015 at 8:14 am

      Wow, he’s going to get a sugar rush 🙂
      Glad you liked it!

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  12. February 19, 2015 at 7:35 am

    I really liked this concept and you handled it really well. Good one

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    • February 19, 2015 at 8:15 am

      Thanks, I’m glad you liked it! Another 50 words would have been nice though 🙂

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  13. February 19, 2015 at 8:49 am

    And Pa’s Elvis Presley memorial, Jack Daniels decanter went down with it. Good shot, Timmy! 🙄

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    • February 19, 2015 at 6:57 pm

      Ha! As long as it wasn’t full of Pa’s 30 year old Scotch 🙂

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  14. February 19, 2015 at 9:54 am

    Love how it cuts out of the build-up to normality and “Timmy” breakin’ stuff.

    LIttle note: you don’t need ‘the’ in “The planet Earth.”

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    • February 19, 2015 at 6:58 pm

      Thanks, that’s exactly what I was going for – dark and ominous to sudden normality.
      True, I didn’t need “The”. Typical, I spent ages cutting out 40 words I wanted and left one in I didn’t need 🙂 Thanks!

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  15. February 19, 2015 at 12:56 pm

    Hilarious, Ali. I sat here and laughted out loud. 😀 I almost felt sorry for the entity–almost. Okay, let’s all go and check anything we own that’s crystal. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne

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    • February 19, 2015 at 6:59 pm

      I also almost feel sorry for it, after all this time to meet such an end 🙂
      You never know what might be hiding in your crystal. Many believe crystals have mystical power, after all.

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  16. February 19, 2015 at 12:58 pm

    I thought this might brighten your day. [?] [?][?] Mom

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    • February 19, 2015 at 7:00 pm

      ? 🙂

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      • February 24, 2015 at 12:24 pm

        Sorry about that,Ali. I thought I was sending something to my daughter. Confusion reigned. 😦 I must have been too tired to be on the computer.

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      • February 24, 2015 at 12:32 pm

        I guessed it was meant for a son or daughter 🙂

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      • February 24, 2015 at 12:26 pm

        That’s what’s called, “The Working Dead.” 😀

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      • February 24, 2015 at 12:32 pm

        Hee hee 🙂

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  17. February 19, 2015 at 12:59 pm

    Good use of crystals. 🙂

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    • February 19, 2015 at 7:00 pm

      Thanks. Maybe there’s a mystical thingy hiding in every one!

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  18. February 19, 2015 at 7:14 pm

    Maybe they finally had an excuse for not having that hideous wedding-gift on the mantelpiece… sounds like a good excuse.

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    • February 19, 2015 at 7:24 pm

      Yeah, I reckon Timmy did them a favour (on top of saving the world!).

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  19. February 19, 2015 at 8:14 pm

    I’m laughing out loud at the great ending to your story. The universe saved by a boy and his football. Excellent!

    janet

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    • February 19, 2015 at 8:28 pm

      Thanks! I hope he doesn’t get into too much trouble, considering he saved the world and all 🙂

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  20. February 19, 2015 at 8:38 pm

    This FF story gave me a flashback to a book my 8th grade language arts class read back in the day, and that I hadn’t thought about in ages. They’re not really the same, but there’s enough similarities in the plot to see why I would have thought of it…

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interstellar_Pig

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    • February 20, 2015 at 11:20 am

      Even the title of that book makes me want to read it.

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  21. February 19, 2015 at 8:49 pm

    Haha – good one! Foiled by a boy with a football. 🙂

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  22. February 19, 2015 at 10:54 pm

    i live with a boy and a football and I will now look at breakages in a new light! (except for the antique Felix the cat stature holding a fob watch) 😦

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    • February 20, 2015 at 11:22 am

      We have to draw the line somewhere. Let’s hope that statue is not where “it” is hiding 🙂

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  23. February 20, 2015 at 2:33 am

    Cosmic karma has a way of working out for the good.
    And besides – what karma can’t handle a misplaced spiral pass can.
    Randy

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    • February 20, 2015 at 11:22 am

      Not a very robust entity for all its past misdeeds.

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      • February 20, 2015 at 11:39 am

        great things sometimes come in small packages.
        look at what an atom can do.

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  24. February 20, 2015 at 3:37 am

    Good boy Timmy! The future hero of the world. 😀 Excellent story. I was pulled into and so glad it had a happy ending. 🙂

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    • February 20, 2015 at 11:25 am

      All’s well that ends well, except possibly for Timmy and the extra chores he’ll have to do for playing football indoors 🙂

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      • February 20, 2015 at 1:57 pm

        Well that’s true! His mother doesn’t even know what a wonderful thing he did! I really enjoyed your story.

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      • February 20, 2015 at 2:01 pm

        Thanks 🙂

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  25. February 20, 2015 at 5:41 am

    And what a splendid imagination Timmy has. I completely fell for his story. Nice job! Funny twist.

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    • February 20, 2015 at 11:32 am

      I wasn’t thinking that, but I like the idea that Timmy’s concocted this story to get out of trouble 🙂

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  26. February 20, 2015 at 10:04 am

    Dear Ali,

    Timmy has a great imagination but not a lot of common sense. I loved this. If you named this child Christian, it would’ve been the story of my youngest son as a boy.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • February 20, 2015 at 11:40 am

      Dear Rochelle,
      It’s actually the name of my younger brother (though he was always “Tim”). We had our moments!
      Ali

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  27. February 20, 2015 at 2:27 pm

    Laughing out loud here, too. Perfect move from sinister threat to funny rescue.

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    • February 20, 2015 at 2:55 pm

      I’m glad you liked it! Sinister to funny was my goal 🙂

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  28. February 20, 2015 at 8:23 pm

    Ah, the boy who killed god. Sinister to funny, you did.

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    • February 20, 2015 at 8:51 pm

      Thanks, I’m glad it worked the way I planned.

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  29. February 21, 2015 at 1:36 am

    Childish imagination or true salvation? Sometimes is hard to separate the two.

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    • February 22, 2015 at 8:21 am

      That’s right, did he really save the world or is he going to grow up to be a great author of sci-fi?

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  30. February 21, 2015 at 11:33 am

    This one was wonderfully imaginative!

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    • February 22, 2015 at 8:22 am

      Thanks! Whenever I see crystals I always think sci-fi/fantasy 🙂

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  31. February 21, 2015 at 1:36 pm

    Haha! And Timmy doesn’t even know what he’s done for the world…
    Seems funny though, that a thing that had survived that long was smashed by a simple football. Obviously it had never encountered young human boys and their toys before.

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    • February 22, 2015 at 8:26 am

      Exploding stars and whatnot are nothing compared to a small child running amok!

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      • February 22, 2015 at 12:14 pm

        Haha not in a million years….or even several million.

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  32. February 21, 2015 at 4:05 pm

    Brilliant writing, Ali. You build up the suspense perfectly. The events at the end will have me looking at every bauble and ornament in a new light. Perhaps they should all be locked away safely in glass-fronted cabinets! Unreachable.

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    • February 22, 2015 at 8:27 am

      Thanks! You never know where these psychotic alien entities might be hiding…

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  33. February 21, 2015 at 10:57 pm

    haha! I wonder if I ever saved the world when I played football indoors 🙂

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    • February 22, 2015 at 8:27 am

      Probably 1 in every 5 ornaments you broke was harbouring something sinister 🙂

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  34. February 22, 2015 at 2:46 pm

    Nice twist! I like that the crystal had its own thoughts and evil intentions.

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    • February 22, 2015 at 3:48 pm

      I think I read too much fantasy. The moment I see a crystal I think to myself, “well, that’ll be a crystal of power, then” 🙂

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  35. February 22, 2015 at 9:07 pm

    I like your little boy stories. You’ve written several and this is another great one. Thank goodness Timmy doesn’t know he saved the world. His family would never hear the end of it!
    Ellespeth

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    • February 23, 2015 at 10:51 am

      Yes, he’d be banging on about it forever to anyone and everyone. Best he’s kept in the dark 🙂

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  36. February 24, 2015 at 10:58 pm

    Lovely! I hope someday, somehow, Timmy learns just what he did. What a great way to save the world.

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    • February 25, 2015 at 8:00 am

      Maybe one day a second entity will come looking for the first and Timmy can sort him out too!

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  37. March 1, 2015 at 3:31 pm

    And Timmy never knew!

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    • March 1, 2015 at 5:52 pm

      He will live on in blissful ignorance!

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