Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Today's #flashfiction Critter The Cockroach

 “A picture is worth a thousand words.”
William Shakespeare* #quote

         Jessica came over yesterday, it was fun. We watched a Japanese cartoon called Heroman made in part by Stan Lee as he worked with a Japanese studio. It's set in the United States. It didn't have as many stereotypes of Americans as the usual shows do, but we could tell that it was still written, at least in part by Japanese writers. It showed the main character cutting his lawn with scissors like they do in Japan. I shudder at the thought of doing that with our massive lawns here. But I also imagine that the smaller lawns in Japan must be nice looking. Anyway onto the flash fiction!

Critter The Cockroach

          Critter the cockroach lived in a junkyard with piles and piles of garbage. He got his name because a person that passed through the junkyard only saw him from a distance a merely called him a critter. If he saw Critter was a cockroach he surely would have killed him. Crushed him like the piles of junk that piled into the compressor. The compressor was slow and regular so Critter avoided that and snacked on thrown away rotting food.
         And that's all he did, day in and day out. Besides determining which piles of junk made the best hiding places from the birds and coziest shelters that is. No other roaches entered the junkyard so he never mated. Critter lived out his cockroach life, dying of old age, staring up at the Sun.

         He lived with everything he needed, so when he died he was the closest thing to happy a little roach brain could fathom. Critter clapped his two antenna together during his last breath, maybe that's how they smile.  

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