Fiction Fragment Friday
Starting today I’m going to be posting fragments of fiction on Fridays. These could be stories I started but never finished, attempts as flash fiction, or excerpts from larger writing projects I have done. I’m hoping to generate some feedback and see what works deserve to be developed into full projects. With that in mind for this first entry I present Monster Hunters. This was written as flash fiction based on a writing prompt.
“I’m not saying it’s your fault. I’m just saying I’m probably going to blame you for it.” James had a smirk on his face as he said it, but Lilly knew he was frustrated at being covered in green gore.
“You and everyone else.” Lilly ran her hand over her face and shook the green gunk onto the floor. “I swear I don’t know why I do this. We risk our lives fighting creatures that people don’t want to believe exist only to be yelled at by Commander Lopez for collateral damage or exposure. Plus we have to wear these hideous brown utility worker uniforms.” She motioned up and down her body at the suit slopping even more green goo to the floor.
“In fairness you shot a nine-foot-tall six tentacled creature with a grappling gun in Times Square and pulled it down making a spectacular splat in front of us. There were no less than 20 phones recording it. We became a meme before we even called it in.”
“Well Lopez can just wait to chew us out. I got green gunk running down my ass crack and if I don’t get in a shower before the itching starts, I just might tell him what I really think of him.”
James shook his head as he watched her storm off to the women’s locker room. “It’s going to be one of those days.” He sighed and then caught himself scratching at his neck. “Son of a bitch.” He headed to the men’s locker room as quickly as he could walk.