OK, this is a very short Flash Fiction this Friday, because I’m still at Camp and it’s time for Bruce Gargoyle’s Fiction in Fifty words feature for the month. The theme is the title…Public Enemy Number One. What, no Chuck Wendig? I hear you ask. Well, ignoring Chuck’s request for 1000 words, I am using his Random Phrase within my Fi50 offering. It was randomly generated from a link on his site, and it was only when I realised I hadn’t done Bruce’s short story that I realised I had an ideal public enemy to include! So, with a little more preamble, to make up for the lack of 950 words for Chuck, here it is:
Public Enemy Number One
The piper wiggled his fingers nervously, preparing to play. Usually it was rats, but when Big Z said cockroaches, you obeyed. Always. An edgier hamster could not be found. The piper had wondered why so many maimed musicians begged on the streets of this town. Now he knew. And played.
(c) J M Pett 2015
(the random phrase was ‘edgier hamster’)