Throwback Thursday: Not Funny Today + An Old Untitled Story

Prompts = Screwdriver, Silk, Super

Photo by Valerie Elash on Unsplash

Story 1 — Not Funny Today

‘She’s going to kill me.’

‘Let me see what I can do. Any tools in the trunk?’

‘Maybe. A socket set if we’re lucky. A screwdriver or two if we aren’t. Why?’

‘You sit tight.’

Roger watched his best man, Dan, plunge into the pouring rain. While his bride was no doubt waiting at the church, beautiful in her white silk bridal gown, his car sat idle, miles from anywhere, outside of cell service, refusing to start.

A minute later, a soaked Dan got back in. ‘No tools. We’re stuck.’

‘Super.’

This might be funny some day, but not today.

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Story 2 - An Old Untitled Story (originally published here: https://onehundredwordsbyparz.blogspot.com/2018/11/screwdriver-silk-super.html)

Kirk knocked on the apartment door. The super said 3607 had asked specifically for him, problem unknown. Growing up, Kirk’s mother had called him her “apple blossom”. Now here he was in the Big Apple working maintenance — a turn of a wrench, a twist of a screwdriver — but secretly dreaming of silk frills and high tea. The door opened and his heart began thumping. Stern, demanding, her cigarette smoke caressing the air in lazy swirls, 3607 smiled knowingly. She handed him a large pink dress and lace gloves. Weak in the knees, he entered and she closed the door.

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Glass, Super, Mint

“If you had a super power, what would you have?”

Damon was lying on the floor of his bedroom, staring up at the ceiling. Bryce, his best friend, was reading the latest X-men comic while sitting against the floor.

“Uh… I don’t know. Maybe the ability to make any comic book mint.”

Damon sat up.

“What kind of stupid power is that? What about super strength? Reading minds? Shooting shards of glass from your eyes?”

Bryce kept reading.

“Do you know how much your collection would be worth if all your comics were mint?”

That made Damon pause.

Screwdriver, Silk, Super

Kirk knocked on the apartment door.  The super said 3607 had asked specifically for him, problem unknown.  Growing up, Kirk’s mother had called him her “apple blossom”.  Now here he was in the Big Apple working maintenance - a turn of a wrench, a twist of a screwdriver – but secretly dreaming of silk frills and high tea.  The door opened and his heart began thumping.  Stern, demanding, her cigarette smoke caressing the air in lazy swirls, 3607 smiled knowingly.  She handed him a large pink dress and lace gloves.  Weak in the knees, he entered and she closed the door. 

Republished 13 Aug 2020: https://onehundredwordsbyparz.blogspot.com/2020/08/throwback-thursday-not-funny-today-old.html