Twittering Tales — The Zoo

6DB25E6B-2588-42E4-9EAA-2A80BD62B159“There are so many, Mommy,” Sara said as she and her mother looked down at the tropical pond from the catwalk high above.

“It’s hard to believe there were only a dozen when we brought them here before their planet became uninhabitable,” her mother said. “All they do is procreate.”

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Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: mattiaverga at Pixabay.com.

The Prime Directive

15B1941F-4ADD-4479-9952-ED542AE34B57The small shuttle craft touched down on the planet after having transported the small crew to the planet’s surface from the mothership.

As the team prepared to exit the space ferry, the captain reminded the crew of their prime directive. “If we come across any alien life forms, remember that each sentient species has the right to live in accordance with its normal cultural evolution,” he said. “We must not interfere with the healthy development of alien life and culture.” The crew nodded their consent to abide by the directive.

The astrogeologist on the crew, Dr. Burnside, said, “Our mission is to search for and collect diamond-like minerals that are supposed to be abundant on this planet.”

“And our subsidiary task is to observe any sentient life-forms we might encounter while participating in the primary mission,” the captain said. “But remember, we’ll  be on the surface for just an hour, so finding any living beings is like butterscotch sauce on vanilla ice cream. It’s secondary to collecting the minerals.”

An hour later, the crew was preparing to head back to the space ferry. Each crew member was carrying two containers of minerals when one of them saw something moving out of the corner of his eye. He let his containers drop, pulled out his weapon, and shot the moving target.

The others looked on in horror. “What have you done?” the captain shouted. “You disobeyed the prime directive!”

“Captain,” crew member, Derek Forsyth, said, pointing to the carcass of the giant, lynx-like creature he shot, “that beast was about to pounce on Ensign Smythe. I had no choice.”

“Our body-cams will be submitted for review once we return to the mothership, Forsyth,” the captain said. “The tribunal will then determine if any disciplinary action should be taken.”


Written for today’s Three Things Challenge fro Paula Light, where the three things are sauce, diamond, and lynx. Also for these daily prompts:  Word of the Day Challenge (ferry), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (prime), Your Daily Word Prompt (subsidiary), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (drop).

Sunday Photo Fiction — Evolution

img_2014“This is the fossilized skull of an early species that inhabited this planet,” the guide said. “This species of mammal surfaced after the dinosaurs disappeared but before the earliest of the human beings.”

“It has human-like features,” Karla said. “But it’s huge, so much larger than humans were.”

“Well,” the guide said, “bear in mind that it lived in the same era as the larger mammals, like the Wooly Mammoths. They were much larger than the largest contemporary mammals, such as elephants.”

“But not as large as the dinosaurs that preceded them, right?” Diego said.

“That’s right, Diego. But when The Master realized that His dinosaurs were flawed, He created other life forms, including the large mammals, and this species, the manmoth,” the guide said, pointing to the giant skull.

“So what happened to the manmoth?” Karla asked.

“The Master, in His infinite wisdom, saw that the manmoth was unable to compete with the other large mammals, so He created smaller creatures that evolved into human beings,” the guide explained. “But when the humans almost destroyed His planet, He finally gave up on human life on this planet and focused His attention on creating intelligent life on our planet.”

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Written for today’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt from Susan Spaulding. Photo Credit: Joy Pixley.

Polar Bears and Sea Horses

BA83F930-21BB-4FCC-B020-DA8AAA7D2117“But the polar ice caps are melting,” Alex said. “We need to do something to save those poor, starving polar bears, Dad.”

“I don’t know what we can do,” Dan said, “other than to contact our congressmen and tell them that climate change is real.”

Father and son continued walking along the isolated stretch of beach when Alex felt something cut into the sole of his foot. He removed his sandal and saw the spiky skeleton of a tiny sea horse. He picked up the sea horse’s remains and started to cry.

“Alex, why are you crying?” Dan asked.

“I’m crying for the polar bears and the sea horses and what we’re doing to our home,” he said.


Wrirren for today’s Three Things Challenge from Teresa. The three things are sandal, polar ice cap, and sea horse.

The Daily Planet

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When I first saw today’s one-word prompt, “planet,” I was going to write a serious post about how climate change is destroying our planet.

I was going to lament about how the Republicans, who are now the majority in our Congress, who occupy the White House, and who are packing our judicial system with conservative judges, are a bunch of anti-science climate change deniers who don’t give two shits about what kind of planet we pass on to our descendants.

I was going to be critical of our ignoramus president, who thinks climate change is a Chinese hoax, who is pulling the United States out of the Paris Climate Accord, and who is more concerned with what pro athletes do during the playing of our national anthem at sporting events than with the future viability of our planet to sustain human life.

But instead, I decided to harken back to my youth and recall that “The Daily Planet” was the name of the newspaper that Clark Kent (Superman), Lois Lane, Jimmy Olsen, and Perry White worked at in the original 1950s TV series, “The Adventures of Superman.”

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