Flash! Friday :: Action!
Another post for the Flash! Friday blog/micro fiction contest/writing site.
Prompt:
Word limit: 200-300
It was also requested that, if the muses allow, the story be humor. So I gave it my best shot.
“Honey, will you look at this? Isn't it strange?” the man said, bending over the edge of the seat, showing the front cover of a paper to the woman sitting there. She, however, didn't respond. “Honey? Sophie!”
“What? Oh, I’m sorry. I was just looking... Dave? Yeah, you, behind Camera Two... Your shirt's untucked.”
Said man behind Camera Two glanced down.“Oh, whoops. Thanks, Soph.”
“You're welcome,” the woman said with a nod, smiling pleasantly.
“Alright, can we please try this again?” a different man, one who was sitting in a canvas fold-out chair, asked as he waved his hand in the air. “Sophie, please pay attention this time. Alright, ready... Take two, and action!”
“Honey, will you look at this? Isn't it strange?” the first man said again, leaning over with the paper in his hand.
“Oh... Um... Oh, dear,” the woman in the chair stuttered.
Moaning, the Director mashed his palm into his forehead. “What now, Sophie?”
“I do believe I’ve forgotten my lines. I’m sorry! Can we try again, please?”
Sighs echoed around the room.
“Yes, let's try it again. And your lines are, 'Oh, my goodness! I’ve never seen anything like that before!'”
“Yes, yes. Thank you. I’m ready now.”
“Okay, good. Take three... Action!”
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“Honey, would you look at this? Isn't it strange?”
“Oh, my goodn... nh... nnnn... Ahhh... ACHOO!”
Groans reverberated through the studio. “Not again!” someone moaned.
The director just sighed. “Alright, lets try this again. Take thirty four. Action!”
Prompt:
Word limit: 200-300
It was also requested that, if the muses allow, the story be humor. So I gave it my best shot.
“Honey, will you look at this? Isn't it strange?” the man said, bending over the edge of the seat, showing the front cover of a paper to the woman sitting there. She, however, didn't respond. “Honey? Sophie!”
“What? Oh, I’m sorry. I was just looking... Dave? Yeah, you, behind Camera Two... Your shirt's untucked.”
Said man behind Camera Two glanced down.“Oh, whoops. Thanks, Soph.”
“You're welcome,” the woman said with a nod, smiling pleasantly.
“Alright, can we please try this again?” a different man, one who was sitting in a canvas fold-out chair, asked as he waved his hand in the air. “Sophie, please pay attention this time. Alright, ready... Take two, and action!”
“Honey, will you look at this? Isn't it strange?” the first man said again, leaning over with the paper in his hand.
“Oh... Um... Oh, dear,” the woman in the chair stuttered.
Moaning, the Director mashed his palm into his forehead. “What now, Sophie?”
“I do believe I’ve forgotten my lines. I’m sorry! Can we try again, please?”
Sighs echoed around the room.
“Yes, let's try it again. And your lines are, 'Oh, my goodness! I’ve never seen anything like that before!'”
“Yes, yes. Thank you. I’m ready now.”
“Okay, good. Take three... Action!”
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“Honey, would you look at this? Isn't it strange?”
“Oh, my goodn... nh... nnnn... Ahhh... ACHOO!”
Groans reverberated through the studio. “Not again!” someone moaned.
The director just sighed. “Alright, lets try this again. Take thirty four. Action!”