draliman on life

Knock me down with a feather if it isn’t time for Friday Fictioneers once again! As ever this 100 word photo prompt is hosted by the talented Rochelle, and this week the photo has been supplied by Sean Fallon. You can read all the entries here – the list will grow over the next few days, so visit often!

After last week’s shock ending, this week I’ve decided to try a sort of monologue. I have modelled the star of my story after Douglas Adams’ “Marvin the Paranoid Android“, as he has the same depressed, pessimistic “not sure if I care any more” attitude. Here goes!

Copyright Sean Fallon

Well, isn’t this just great. As if it wasn’t enough that some bad-tempered overly-touchy god turned me into a mannequin, now some ne’er-do-well has disassembled me.

Wait, here comes someone!

Madam, hello? Please, stick my legs back on?

No-one can hear me. Figures.

What’s this? No, doggie. No! LEG DOWN… well, isn’t this just the crowning point of my day. I’m wet, I smell and I’m in bits.

Who’s this coming now? They’re coming my way! Straight towards me!

Hello? HELLO? Help?

Oh. It’s the garbage men. Come to collect.

Me.

That’s just made my day, that has.

Bloody marvellous.