FFfPP — Naughty and Nice

D82F0CC6-037C-4EDA-84DE-1D1E62BE2340.png“You’re hired,” the manager said. “Go back into the storage room, pick out a costume that fits you, and come back tomorrow at 9:30. We open our doors at 10:00 and the kids will be lined up and clamoring to sit on Santa’s lap.”

Clyde was happy. Thanks to online shopping, many department stores had been shuttered, so there were a lot fewer jobs for Santas than there used to be. It was short term gigs like this, as Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny, George Washington, or Uncle Sam that gave Clyde what he called his “fun funds.”

On Clydes third day as the store Santa, the incident happen. A little girl, maybe seven or eight, walked up to Santa. He gently lifted her up and put her on his lap. “Ho, ho, ho,” Clyde said to her. “Can you tell Santa your name?”

“I’m Cindy,” she said.

“Cindy,” Clyde said, “have you been a nice little girl or a naughty little girl?”

“Both,” she said.

That was an answer Clyde was not expecting. “Both?” he repeated.

“Yes. My daddy says it’s nice when I’m naughty,” at which point Cindy put her hand on Santa’s crotch and started to fondle him.

(200 words)

This sick little tale was written for Roger Shipp’s Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner. Photo credit: Bruce Mars at Pexels.

A Snail’s Pace

a snail’s pace“I don’t understand how you can get anything done when you work at such a snail‘s pace.” Charlie said. “Don’t you have any pride in your work?”

“That’s not fair, Charlie,” Carla said. I’m extremely fastidious about completing my assigned tasks. I find doing my job the right way to be very uplifting and it’s important to me that I’m thorough and complete. I want to make sure I decipher these top secret, coded communications correctly. And it doesn’t help to have you all over my ass. So you choose. Are you looking for speed or accuracy?”

“You’re right, Carla.” Charlie admitted. “There’s too much at stake if these covert communications are misinterpreted. Take your time and continue to decipher these transactions between Putin and Trump.”

Written for these daily prompts: Daily Addictions (snail), The Daily Spur (pride), Ragtag Daily Prompt (fastidious), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (task), Word of the Day Challenge (uplifting), and Your Daily Word Prompt (decipher).

Twittering Tales —Ground Hold

117CA20D-CD5D-4D2B-BE5F-043E63EF29AE“This is your captain speaking. Thunderstorms have moved into the area and air traffic control has put a ground hold on flights. We will remain on the tarmac awaiting a weather update.”

Mark looked at his watch. “Dammit, I’m going to miss my son’s birthday party. I hate this job.”

(280 characters)

Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Adhitya Andanu at Pexels.com.

50 Word Thursday

228F92D8-5AA0-4DBC-9B4F-A57734879996“I don’t understand why you gave the scarecrow a happy face,” Dana’s father said. “It’s supposed to scare, not befriend crows.”

Dana walked up to her creation. “Why are you smiling?” she asked. After a moment, she turned to her father and said, “He said he loves his job, Daddy.”

(50 words)

Written for this week’s 50 Word Thursday prompt from Teresa (aka The Haunted Wordsmith). We’re supposed to take the picture from John Collins at Pixabay.com, and the line “Why are you smiling?” from Beyond the Field by River Dixon, and write a story between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments.

Getting the Job Done

8BE41860-76AC-412A-B2E0-840798DA1BE4I was the advanced man on the team. My mission was to finesse my way into the inner circle using my unique skill set. I needed to make them feel secure that I wasn’t a threat and knew what I was doing. Then, once having gained their trust, my job would be to ensure there were no ripples of discontent.

It wasn’t easy, because they were a squirrelly bunch. But I had more than a few tricks up my sleeve, so it was just a matter of time before I was ready to contact the rest of my team to come in and finish it. The outcome was always a foregone conclusion, we were that good. Once the mission was accomplished, my new role was to mop things up. I was known as the guy who was the first in and the last out.

I loved owning my own kitchen renovation company.

Written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (advanced), Word of the Day Challenge (finesse), Your Daily Word Prompt (unique), Scotts Daily Prompt (ripples), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (squirrel).