Today's #flashfiction #WallacesStrangeMeeting

“The early bird gets the worm.”

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          Tomorrow CJ may be coming over. Also pirates may be giving me the secret to accelerating scurvy then too. Can you guess which one I'm most excited about? Anyway onto the flash fiction!

Wallace's Strange Meeting

        “My associates, going to make a lot of money today.” Wallace sat in the meeting room in his normal suit and tie but blood covered his hands and face in strange patterns. The table as well. The other executives could see that the patterns made symbols and letters all over their normally clean and sanitized meeting room. Pages from religious texts were torn apart and nailed to the walls. An array of bones lay scattered on the table. “Don't worry, they're all animal parts.”

       No one wanted to sit down. But Wallace owned a massive amount of shares. The way company politics worked he could probably work to get any one of the fired. His statements of it all being animal parts and their desire for their livelihoods made them sit down.

       One person spoke up, “Is this some kind of team building prank? It's not funny.”

Wallace laughed. “No, I'm making the company money. Lot's of money. I wouldn't spend years on some prank. This is the summoning array necessary for the ritual to bring our new client forth. And also to alter our product for his use.”

       Samantha, the head of public relations stood up from her chair, “New client? I don't care how much pull you have in this company! This is crazy! What kind of lunatic are you? Yesterday I thought you were a normal, stable, man.”

       “He's here,” Wallace said simply, as if Samantha never spoke.

        A flash of black fire erupted in the room and out of it stepped a bald man with large fangs wearing a long, trailing black coat.

        “Hello Wallace, it's good to speak to you in person than over the phone. I hope that you sell us as good a specialized product as other human companies can.”

         Wallace smiled. “Our developers are as sharp as the fangs in your mouth Sir. Our sunscreen company will now be producing a vampire friendly brand. No more bursting into flame for you.”

         “Good.” The vampire summoned a briefcase from black fire. He opened it on the table to reveal it was filled with cash. “I'm already ready to make a bulk purchase.”