Story Continuation Prompt: Flash Fiction – Escaping the Colony 


Thank you to Wandering Soul who hosts this challenge. This week we are to write a story up to 500 words about the future. The beginning sentence is:

Hundreds of drones zoomed ahead in the empty field, buzzing loudly like bees swarming over a honeycomb.

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Hundreds of drones zoomed ahead in the empty field, buzzing loudly like bees swarming over a honeycomb. The buzzing annoyed Jess and his ears hurt from hearing it.

Jess and Morgan had been hiding in the field, afraid the drones would harm them, especially, in daylight. 

The government deployed thousands of drones and used them to report on people’s activities. A person never knew if they were safe, or if their actions would be deemed breaking the law.

Those in leadership grossly abused their power. The average person tried their best to make it through the day without being told to report for questioning to the enforcement officers. 

Usually, the person who was being grilled, had no idea what they were being accused of or why. People did not have the right to an attorney. There was no actual judges or juries.

As Jess and Morgan watched the drones in the field, night fell and it was time to move. There was talk in the streets, of colonies with democratic governments, a fair judicial system, and even rights and jobs for their citizens. But the two men had to break through the colonies fence first.

Jess and Morgan were ran through the field as quick as they could. The drones saw them and began to buzz around them. “Th-there going to get us before we ev-even reach the fence,” Morgan sputtered in terror.

“No, we’ll be fine.” Jess said breathing heavily where they hid. “They haven’t reported us or shot at us. They’re not government.”

Both men ran and the drones suddenly started shooting, not at Jess and Morgan but at the fence. They cleared a pathway for them into the countryside. 

After a days walk, Jess and Morgan with the drones following, came to a colossal walled in colony. They didn’t know if this state was a democractic or another totalitarian state.

Large stone gates opened wide at a drones beep and Jess and Morgan walked inside the colony entrance. The drones beeped to the guards who nodded and smiled at Jess and Morgan as they entered the new colony.

Looking ahead of them Jess and Morgan were shocked to see a normal city with houses, a theatre, grocery stores, skyscrapers, and other buildings.Where they came from the colony was a war zone.

 A blue drone spoke to them, “We’re happy to have you in our city. Our colony wages war on your home colony and its dictatorial leaders. We try to free as many civilians as possible, from your government’s abuse.”

“Peace and democracy will reign when we win the war against your leaders and we’re close to defeating them. For now be at peace in our colony. You’ve rights and freedoms here.” 

What the drone said fulfilled both Jess and Morgan’s dreams.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

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Maydays: Fiction – Arguing Over Crystal



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Thank you to CL Kaley from new2writing for hosting Mayday’s prompts. The prompt for May 2, 2016, is about neighbours and competition.

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“She’s my girlfriend you can’t have her,” Tim shouted to the bulky idiot hitting on on Crystal. 

“Maybe, she doesn’t want to be with you. She was dancing pretty sexily with me for a few songs there.” Brett, the bouncer, said laughing.

“She’s still my girlfriend we’re only having a fight right now. She was dancing with you to make me jealous. Isn’t that right Crystal?”

Crystal looked from Tim to her recent dance partner. “Yeah, I was trying to make you jealous Tim. But you know what, I liked dancing with Brett. He’s a friend and a talented dancer too.”

“What?” Tim shouted. The music in the bar was terribly loud.

“I said Brett is a talented dancer, but only a friend.” Crystal repeated.

Brett glared at Crystal, “What do you mean only a friend, you don’t dance with only friends the way you were dancing with me.”

Tim glared at Crystal angerily, “You were making out with this loser? Kissing him and letting him feeling you up?”

“That pretty much sums it up,” Brett remarked.

“I didn’t mean anything, I was caught up in a moment. You really hurt me Tim. I can’t believe you slept with Stephanie. You told me she was only a childhood friend in town visiting.” Crystal retorted.

Tim sighed. “Well she is, you only saw us in bed together. You don’t know we slept together.”

“Oh, I know,” Crystal said with venom. “You were both naked and you were spooning her. Your clothes were all over our bedroom floor. And you both reeked of booze.”

“Yeah, so it was one night. We were drunk and it didn’t mean anything.” Tim said making light of the situation.

“Doesn’t seem like you were faithful to Crystal, Tim. Why would you have a naked women, who was only a childhood friend, in your bed if you weren’t sleeping with her? Honestly, Crystal isn’t stupid and neither am I.” Brett declared.

“Well, maybe Crystal shouldn’t be dancing and making out with her friend who is only a bouncer at this bar — or so I was told.” Tim argued. 

Brett and Tim stared at each other angerily and Crystal was sure a fight would break out if she didn’t do something.

“Enough,” she said. “I’m going home Tim. I’m going to pack my things and be out of there by tomorrow. You cheated on me and we’re done.”

“My friend Shailene, has an empty basement unit she’s been trying to rent out,” Brett piped in helpfully.

“I can give her a call and tell her you’re interested. It was redone about a year ago, has one bedroom, a kitchen, sitting area, and a bathroom with a separate shower and a tub . . .”

“How much?” 

“Well, since you’re a friend $850.00 and wifi and utilities are included.” Brett said.

“I’ll take it!” Crystal said, “As long as it’s not too far from work downtown?” 

“It’s a ten minute walk from downtown.”

” Nice, thank you Brett. But so you know, just because you got this great place for me, doesn’t mean I’m into you that way.” Crystal said peering suspiciously at Brett.

“Yep, I completely understand.” Brett answered, knowing he’d win Crystal over in time.

Tim stared at Crystal and Brett aghast. “You can’t leave me Crystal after two-years?”

“It’s too late,” she said not meeting Tim’s eyes as the cabbie texted her; he was out front of the bar.

Crystal left and Brett patted Tim on both shoulders, squeezing Tim’s shoulders hard for emphasis. Tim shouted, “Ouch, you’re hurting me.”

“That’s the point,” Brett said gruffly. “Don’t ever cheat on a woman like Crystal again.”

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved

Maydays: Flash Fiction – Pick Up Your Toys Charlie.



Thank you to CL Kaley from new2writing for hosting May Day Prompts. Today’s prompt is teaching a lesson.
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“Did you pick up your toys as I asked you to?” Lyndsey said to her son Charlie. Charlie looked down at his feet and began to fidget.

“Charlie?” Lyndsey asked again lowering her voice.

Charlie examined his Mom’s serious face for signs she might let him off the hook.

“I wasn’t done playing yet.”

“Bedtime is 8:30 pm which is the reason I asked you to put your toys away.” Lyndsey said sternly.

“I don’t want to go to bed yet. And if I leave my toys out, I can play with them tomorrow and not have to get them out again.” Charlie whined.

“The problem is Charlie, your Dad and I trip over your toys and hurt ourselves when we are in the living room at night. You have to pick them up and get ready for bed or there will be consequences. They’re your toys, you’re the only one who plays with them, so it’s your job to put them away each day.”

Charlie stamped his foot. “I won’t do it .” 

Lyndsey looked at Charlie again frustrated. “You can pick up your toys now or I will put them in a big black garbage bag. You’ll have to do one chore for each toy you want to get back from the garbage bag.”

Charlie gasped, “Ok, I’ll pick them up.” Charlie began picking up his toys slowly.

After fifteen minutes Lyndsey yelled, “Enough Charlie!” She took the remaining toys from the living room where Charlie played and put them in a big black garbage bag. The garbage bag was half-full. 

Charlie was shocked.”But I was picking them up . . . ”

“Not fast enough. Go to bed Charlie. I’ll be there to read to you from Harry Potter. Make sure you brush your teeth and put on your PJs.”

Charlie trudged up the stairs to the bathroom, giving his Mom a dirty look, “What about my toys?” 

“We’ll talk about it tomorrow. I’ll make a list of chores you can do to earn back your toys.” Lyndsey said.

Charlie decided to tantrum. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

Inspire Me Monday Linky Party #80 | Mostly Blogging


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