Photo copyright – CEAYR
‘Hello. Zack speaking.’
‘Hi, honey. It’s me. I’m going to be late.’
‘What’s happened?’
‘Well, I had such a long list of pickups. I travelled miles. The professor’s so particular about what he wants, but I did my best, and I’ve collected some great specimens. I’m sure he’ll be satisfied.’
‘So what’s the hold-up? You haven’t lost a specimen again, have you?’
‘Oh no – all sedated and secure. The problem is, these streets all look the same at night; I can’t remember where I parked, and now the portal’s closed and I’ve missed the last transporter beam out of here.’
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This is for Friday Fictioneers, a weekly flash fiction event hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, where writers contribute 100 word stories in response to a photo prompt. You can find all the stories here.
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LOL. Who’d have thought that finding a parked spacecraft is just as difficult as finding a parked car? What a fun story.
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It is rather a large spacecraft, so I don’t know how it could be lost, but I think my alien has a few problems. Thanks for your comment, Gah.
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Hah – I like this. Such an ordinary every day conversation… about forgetting where the spaceship is parked.
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Surely it must be a universal experience. It happens to me all the time. Glad you like it, Claire. Thanks for commenting.
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I didn’t see the portal coming. Well done
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Thank you, Neil. It was a bit of fun.
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Ooooo brilliant. I’ve always wondered. I mean they make them invisible so we don’t go nuts over but how do they find them? Ha ha remote?
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Glad you liked it, Laurie. I think my alien might be missing a few bits of hi-tech – or something.
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Sorry, I could see that coming. But it’s well-written and I like the dialogue. Pretty fun stuff, all in all.
Five out of five transporter platforms. 😉
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I’m happy with that rating – glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for the feedback.
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I hope he’s not an alien and the specimen’s aren’t us. Yeeks! Nice story 🙂
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You’re almost right. He’s a she and yes she’s an alien and yes the specimens are us.
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Isn’t that always the way of it? Intergalactic travel is such a pain! 🙂
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So it is. Especially for those who are directionally challenged.
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Excellent story! Sort of like my kids don’t say turn left or right, it’s ‘my way’ or ‘your way’
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Thank you. Glad you liked it. As long as you end up in the right place, then all is well.
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Could there might be another reason to stay. Romance of alien kind?
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Aha! Now there’s an idea. Can’t remember where she parked – what a feeble excuse to stay over a bit longer. Thanks for commenting and giving me a different take on my story.
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Dear Margaret,
So not remembering where you parked really is a universal problem! 😀 You left me laughing. Stellar take on the prompt. Love it.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I’m not sure I want to know what those aliens are collecting as specimens. It appears that visitor has poor eyesight if she’s lost a glowing spaceship that size. Hilarious and well done, Margaret. 😀 — Suzanne
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Thank you, Suzanne. If you ever see a confused looking lab assistant wandering around your streets – hide.
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