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I had arrived at the airport in plenty of time and was amazed at the inactivity. In fact, nobody was there. It was deserted.

The doors opened automatically. I used the automated boarding pass machine, went through the empty security checkpoint and looked out on the window to the tarmac.

It also was deserted. I heard a vacuum cleaner in the empty terminal and walked toward the sound. A man was vacuuming the lounge at gate 16. He was as surprised to see me as I was him. Then he pointed the suction toward me, and I was gone.

Word Count 99

Funny, I didn’t know where the story was going until I had written it. I hope you enjoy.

Written for Friday Fictioneers, 100 word fiction.



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Question Time

This week’s photo prompt is provided by TJ Paris. Thank you TJ!

“Excuse me” The boy said

The man peered up from his book. “Shh it’s a library, no talking”.

“But how do I…” the lad began

“Write it down” whispered the annoyed reader

“Can I borrow a pencil?”

One was produced

“And some paper?”

Rip, slide

Scribble scribble, the tongue poked out of the side of his mouth in concentration. Sweat on his brow, squirming in the chair he had sat on.

“How do I spell…?”


The lad started to cry.

“Oh, come now, nothing to cry about. Just this once, what did you want to ask me?”

“It doesn’t matter now, I don’t need to go anymore.” He  got up, toddled off, leaving behind a puddle and a wet chair.

Word count; 131


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The Last Dance (FFAW)

“Now, you are sure you know the routine?” Augustus asked Jasmine.

“We have been over it, of course I know it.”

If all went well, it would be the last time she would have him as a partner.

The music began and suddenly she was flung across the room. Augustus followed, grabbed her and threw her again. This time though, Jasmine fell. A doctor ran to help and looked at her ankle, in doing so removed the microchip in her shoe.

Augustus bent over, feigning concern.  Unnoticed, the doctor pushed the needle in swiftly. Traitor exterminated, mission accomplished.

Word Count 98 words.


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The beauty pageant

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The day of the pageant finally came. Jeremy was a bit embarrassed though. Every girl looked at Patrick and was all oohs and aahs. Jeremy’s mum said he was just as good looking as all the other boys. “But she has to say that right? “

“Look at Patrick”, Jeremy thought “The girls just flock to him”.

The teachers herded the boys together. “Come on. Come on, line up. Peter stop chewing. George, you should have gone before. Line up with the other boys”.

The first round of judging came back. It was down to two”.

Ok”, the teachers said “We have made a decision”.

“Jeremy! You win this year’s beauty pageant.

“But… but… there must be some mistake. I’m an albino.”



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