FF – What a Stroke of Luck!
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Priorhouse.
My story this week relies on a quite horrible play on words. Sorry, but it cracked me up 🙂

Copyright Priorhouse
“All delivered, Conference Room B.”
“What? B? Our targets are in A!”
“Who’s in B then?”
“The Annual Conference of the Nuns of St Fortune. You delivered nerve toxin coffees to nuns!”
“Do you go to hell for accidentally massacring nuns?”
“I don’t wanna go to hell! We’d better go look.”
In Conference Room B…
“Eh? They’re all fine! What does it say on the packet?”
“Um… Lethal, no antidote, see overleaf for immunity information.”
“So what’s the immunity information?”
“I already checked, there isn’t any. ‘Persons Immune: Nun’. Wow, I thought that was a typo.”
“What a stroke of luck!”
FF – Brollies of the World, Unite!
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Dale Rogerson.

Copyright Dale Rogerson
Flapping excitedly, the United Umbrella Revolutionary Army floated into view. Fully unfurled, they hurled themselves at the unsuspecting diners, canopies locked in attack positions.
Their vanguard, a “Big Red”, was accidentally trampled underfoot. Another, caught by a freak gust of wind from an open window, screamed as it blew inside out and fell to the floor, mortally wounded. A third was grabbed by an oblivious customer and dragged outside, the better to shelter from the rain.
Retreat! was the watchword of the day as the battered survivors rose to the rafters.
They had lost the battle. BUT NOT THE WAR.
FF – Snacks for Cats
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The photo this week was contributed by J Hardy Carroll.
After last week’s darkness, a silly little one this week from me. It includes my special sound effects (patent pending).

Copyright J Hardy Carroll
“Have you reversed that shrink ray yet?”
“Nearly.”
“Unbelievable. Three weeks stuck in a shrunken church. Which is now an ornament. An ornament! At my time of life…”
“One sec.”
“Didn’t you think? Didn’t you consider…”
“Well, clearly not.”
“That cat has been giving me the evils. He looks hungry…”
“Got it!”
Zzzzzzzzzzap! Crunch! Splinter!
“Oh, that’s just great. Enlarge us inside the guy’s house. What a mess.”
“Will you stop moaning?”
“And look! The church enlarged, we’re still tiny! Did you program for bio-matter? That’s just marvellous, that is. And here comes that cat again… oh crap.”
MEEEEOW! Munch!
FF – Flawed and Forgotten
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Gah Learner.
Is that the moon in the photo? Is it though?

Copyright Gah Learner
“Inexhaustible energy” was the claim. “Draw our energy directly from the source. We could do anything, colonise the universe! Ultimate power, unstoppable!”
Decades of work had seen “solar extractors” positioned in orbit around the sun. Pure energy, dragged from the sun’s gravitational pull and transmitted to Earth.
But you can’t mess with Nature. There’s a delicate balance, an order to things.
The sun darkened and died as its nuclear furnace burned the last of its fuel, a billion years before its time.
And Mankind, which months ago had fancied itself gods, drifted into frozen obscurity, just another flawed, forgotten mistake.
FF – A Safe-ish Place
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Nathan Sowers, Dawn Miller’s grandson.
I quickly wrote this in my lunch break so that I at least had something, but had no time to write anything else.

Copyright Nathan Sowers, grandson of Dawn M Miller!
Have you ever woken up in the morning with little recollection of the night before? Was there perhaps a suspicious puncture wound on your neck?
Did you open your curtains to let the sunshine in, only for your head to burst into flames?
Did you check the fire damage in a mirror only to find you HAD NO REFLECTION?
If you’ve answered “yes” to all these questions, then Vampires Anonymous could be for you. If you’re newly turned and have nowhere else to go, pop along for a bite. You’re not alone!
Free blood and cookies at your first meeting!













