The rat was fatThe fat rat satWat? Said the ratShould I be fit, not fat? The jump was flawlessAs it was lawlessThe only solaceSpeedy Gonzales The rat met speedyAnd was quite needy“Will you train me, make me strong?”“of course, you won’t be fat for long” The fat rat thatTrained now isA fit rit, whit's (… Continue reading The Fat Rat
Category: Flash Fiction
The Double-Triple-Quadruple Agent
Jack had picked up Dimitri, as the CIA told him. He needed to get exfiltrated as soon as possible, the message was, because his cover had blown. Therefore, Jack and him had to leave country by the least suspicious method known to man, a hovercraft across the tundra, towards the icy polar sea where a… Continue reading The Double-Triple-Quadruple Agent
Silent
He didn’t get woken up by cars, usually rolling quickly through the cobbled street. He didn’t get woken up by birds, the geese, the seagulls, none of them had said anything. Neither had the helicopters, the sirens, usually passing by frequently, reminding him that the world was not okay. What happened? Was it him? Or… Continue reading Silent
A Live Girl’s Problem
The silent crowd was cheering her on. No matter what she did. No matter if she wanted it. They’d always write the same sort of overly supportive messages. Why? She hadn’t done anything special. Were they being sincere? How could they praise her even if she intentionally messed things up? Or did they just do… Continue reading A Live Girl’s Problem
Ein schreckliches Schicksal
Der Glöckner saß oben auf dem Glockenturm und las ein Buch. Der Mond rahmte ihn sehr schön ein. Seine Silhouette war einzigartig, niemand sonst würde solch zerzauste Kleidung mit einem Zylinder kombinieren. Er hatte sich gerade umgeblättert, als ein weißer Blitz, gefolgt von einem zweiten, ihn zusammenzucken ließ. Der Glöckner drehte sich um. Er sah,… Continue reading Ein schreckliches Schicksal
The Money Rat
It had been a surprisingly quiet day at the Imperial Mint. The money printers had been running smoothly, not even once causing a paper jam or complaining that yellow was running out, and most jobs already were done by noon. On such a day, any minder or guard would be bored to death, if it… Continue reading The Money Rat
Mortred in the City
Mortred thought the city was strange the moment she came into it. There were no trees around for miles, no animals, only a few grey birds. The buildings were boxy and tall, but did not appear to have a roof. But man, were there a lot of people. Every window of every building had one,… Continue reading Mortred in the City
A Froggy Instrument
It was a regular and warm Friday evening. The insects were doing their noises, the frogs were ribitting, the ducks were quacking, and overall, it was nice. Until I noticed a little frog instrument sitting on the wayside. The idea with these things is simple, you just rub a piece of wood onto it and… Continue reading A Froggy Instrument
Talkathief
— Slowly, slowly! don’t rush me, the first thief said. He was currently working on decoding the lock to the safe. — The shift of the next guard starts in 3 minutes. You’ll have to hurry if we want to do this! — You telling me that there isn’t much time left isn’t gonna make… Continue reading Talkathief
Dabchick, Explorer of Earth’s Third Pole
— Come on, bring my boat to the ocean, said Dabchick, pointing at the former can of tuna, that had a hole cut out for him — What, why? it’s in the middle of winter, you’ll catch a cold, I replied — That is precisely why you should bring me there. We will explore the… Continue reading Dabchick, Explorer of Earth’s Third Pole
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