Fruit punch splattered her dress, the shimmering silver fabric stained with neon red splotches. She looked like a walking disease. “What the hell did you do that for?”
The man smiled, wiping his large hand on a cocktail napkin. “That drink wasn’t meant for you.”
No matter. He was always prepared.
Tugging his shirt cuffs so they peeked out a quarter inch, he glanced at the puddle under her feet. “You’re welcome. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”
He patted the extra vial of poison in his pocket, pleased at how easy his job had become after just one kill.
Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch
March 16, 2016 prompt: Just One – In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about the idea of “just one.” If all it takes is just one, what is the story?
Okay, so here’s a perfect example of my #Tweets4Blogs idea. I was running out of time to get this 99 word writing prompt in on time. My six word story from Twitter sparked an idea and 93 words later…here we are. 🙂 The original tweet was:
SarahBrentyn
Lemon Shark Reef 
Love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, now! Follow that guy! ; (
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Um…to work with him? I think that’s a bad idea. He prefers to work alone. 😉
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Yeah…perhaps you’re right! 😉
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What a great image of the silver dress and neon punch stains! This is so Bond-esque!
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Yes! I was hoping people would picture him as a Bond type. You know, except the hired killer part. Thanks. 💜 I could just see her wearing a $700 chicken pox dress (with matching heels).
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It would be funny if she killed the swanky assassin instead; after all he screwed up her dress!
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Oh, please! I must write that now! Too funny!
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As ever so much thought in this little scene. Excellent
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Thanks. 😊 It was a fun one. Well…for me. I’m not the one in the file photo.
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Great first line, “Fruit punch splattered her dress, the shimmering silver fabric stained with neon red splotches.” I knew he was an assassin when he said ‘that drink wasn’t meant for you’. Shivers down the spine. Great flash.
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Thanks! I love that you got it from that line. It was a fun stand-alone six word story but I like the direction it took here. 🍷
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As ever, Sarah, love your darkness!
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Thanks, Anne. Dark is fun. 😈
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Oh deadly wicked! Excellent storytelling as usual. I agree with Charli and Kate about that dress description – what an image. I’d be a bit devastated if it were my dress, but happy to escape the poison – if I knew!
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Maybe she does know. ??? I like Charli’s idea to have her turn assassin! 😃 Too funny.
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And too clever!
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Always love me a slice of wicked. 😀 Cheers
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*hands over slice of pie* (Fresh-out-of-the-oven wicked.) 😈
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Ok woah, that was surprisingly dark. I love it, this is yet ANOTHER story that has legs.
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Long legs. With deadly heels… 👠 💋
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