“Early to bed and early to rise makes healthy, wealthy and wise.”
Yesterday I downloaded a music making program to make music for the game I've been working on. I've been learning it pretty well, and I think I may actually be able to make pretty good music for my game, so that's nice. Naturally like everything else I'm doing for the game it's going to take time to make it worthwhile, but that's the nature of things. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Watched Watches
Teddy the television spent most of the day with a fine view of the couch. He could find himself lost in all the little details of the fabric and the stains and other forms of wear. Sometimes the cat would slink on by, wandering or to plop itself on the couch for a nap. Both were the shows the television watched the most often. The dog dashing past in some fit over some imaginary threat was the most exciting rerun of the daytime programming, and happened much less often than the cat visiting the couch for a nap.
Teddy's favorite show happened everyday, and ran as a marathon with a new set of episodes every night. The family of the house came home during the evening and chattered about whatever Teddy showed them. The conversations were unique and endless in variety. And when something was so engaging that it silenced the family Teddy found the most fascinating expressions in their eyes.
He loved every season of the show with the family, and he felt very depressed when he broke and the show was canceled. He didn't like the garbage dump show as much, and the trash compressor show even less.