“I fell into a burning ring of
fire,
I went down, down, down as the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns,
The ring of fire, the ring of fire.”
I went down, down, down as the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns,
The ring of fire, the ring of fire.”
Dante's Inferno* #quote
In their Bill Of Rights do bears have a right to human arms? Anyway
onto the flash fiction!
Ninja Blame
Game
“Target in
sight. Hand me the poison shuriken,” said Ninja Codename X to Ninja
Codename Y and Z.
Y replied in a
confused tone, “Wait, I thought you had them.”
X responded
swiftly and angrily, “No, you were supposed to bring the deadly
weapons.”
Z added, “Uh,
you told me to bring poison knives...”
X pointed at Z.
“If I told you to bring anything, which I didn't, it wouldn't have
been knives. The poison shuriken is how we mark all of our
assassinations.”
The target of
the assassination then yelled from across the room at their hiding
spot, “Hey! Who are you?”
Y yelled at the
other two, “Great, you were being too loud and it caught the
target's attention!”
X and Z yelled
back, “No you were! Or it could have been him!” They pointed at
each other!”
The target
yelled again, “I won't ask again! Get out of there! I'm calling
security!”
X, Y, and Z
looked at the target. Y then said, “You know what, let's just use
the poison knives and get out of here.”
X then looked
at Y and Z then added, “Still totally your fault.”
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