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Thursday, February 26, 2015

Today's #flashfiction In Space No One Can Hear You Laugh

“Live each day like it's your last.”
Groundhog Day* #quote


      I am still suffering from illness, fortunately seizures haven't gone up from being sick, probably because I've been making sure to take it extra easy as sickness protocol mandates. Anyway onto the flash fiction!


In Space No One Can Hear You Laugh


       The captain of the S. S. Toyoan cried as he laughed. Tied down the aliens kept tickling his feet with their tentacles and glaring him down with their massive, red eyes.
        “Tell us where you're keeping your extra food. We want all your cake and completely unnecessary supplies!”
The crew considered captain Hawk a very strong man. But at after thirty minutes of tickling he caved. “They're behind...the fridge...hidden compartment.”
        The Yourtlu released the captain and stole all the unnecessary supplies and left the S. S. Toyoan to make a completely safe journey back home. As usual nobody would bother going after the Yourtlu. How could they justify the costs with far more dangerous bandits? Which was the plan all along.  Only taking unnecessary supplies, low level torture like tickling. The Yourtlu made themselves a constant problem across the galaxy by only being a nuisance instead of a threat to nations and businesses. Who to go after, the one who pokes you or punches you?
      While the Yourtlu dine on stolen cake the extremely dangerous, heavily armed Tangers are being hunted by the armies of multiple planets.

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