Tag: flashfiction

“Pirates did this?” asked Cloud, incredulously.

“Yep,” said Kraken, picking up a table.

“They just turned up and start brawling,” said Sprite repairing a stool.

“Why?” asked Cloud.

“Bad anchor management I imagine,” said Kraken.

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“What’s up Fish?” asked Cloud. “Lookin’, pretty blue for a black fish.”

“The missus dumped me,” sighed Fish.

“Oh dear!” exclaimed Cloud, “any idea why?”

“She says all I talk about is football,” grumbled Fish.

“That’s a shame,” said Cloud.

“Yeah,” mumbled Fish. “I’m glad I was only with her for five seasons.”

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“You are so short,” laughed Spectre.

“I know,” sighed Sprite.

“Were you that short when you were alive?” asked Spectre.

“Yes, I was as it goes,” grumbled Sprite. “I remember I once went to a hospital asking if anything could be done about my shortness.”

“Oh?” inquired Spectre.

“Yeah,” sighed Sprite. “They said I would have to be a little patient.”

Spectre smirked.

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“He sounds pretty incredible,” said Black.

“A remarkable physicist,” said Blue.

“Despite winning a Nobel prize he was quite known for writing romance novels too,” said Black.

“Really?” gasped Blue.

“Oh yes,” replied Black. “The Complete Works of Friction.”

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“That’s a lot of clouds,” observed Fuen.

“Where do you think they’re going to?” asked Sprite.

“Not sure,” said Fuen, “but by the look of it, I reckon they aren’t following the direction of the wind.”

A moment of philosophical reflection passed between them.

“You know,” said Sprite, “I sometimes find people to be like clouds.”

“Oh?” asked Fuen.

“Yeah,” said Sprite, “it can turn into a nice day when they go away…”

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“What’s up?” asked Fuen.

“Oh, the usual” sighed Kraken.

“Still trying to write fishy puns huh?” enquired Fuen.

“Always,” said Kraken. “Here, look at this for me.”

Kraken handed Fuen a slice of seaweed with some jokes scrawled on.

“Not bad,” said Fuen. “Cod do better…”

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“I don’t get it,” pondered Cloud.

“Not sure I do either,” said Kraken.

“Have you ever thought fish might be…” started Cloud.

“Terrible comedians?” finished Kraken.

“Yeah,” replied Cloud.

“I’m gonna stick at it,” said Kraken.

“Good luck,” said Cloud, drifting away in the wind.

“Hey Cloud,” called Kraken.

“Yes?” yelled Cloud.

“If you do hear any good fish puns,” smirked Kraken, “let minnow.”

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