Written, once again, for Friday Fictioneers, A photo prompt each week designed to tease out some imagination using 100 words.
“Stand still, Colin” squawked Barry, “this isn’t going to work if you keep flapping around!”
“gggg bbllgggghhh cccoooorrrr” gargled Colin, ushering his friend down from on high.
“ugh, what now?” sighed Barry, as he flew down from Colin’s head and hopped restlessly across the pebbles.
“I can’t see, my SSQQUAAWW throat hurts from this sodding seashell and to top it off – you stink of fish! Tell me again SSQQUUAAAWW why we can’t use the Heimlich ma….”
“ssh ssh sssshhh!!” Barry whispered, wrapping a slippery, salty wing around Colin’s beak. “We can’t say that any more or they’ll sue us”.
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🙂 Aww, I like the idea of seabird rescue. And Barry is a perfect name for a seagull and a hero at that.
Thanks. At first I had no idea what to write about, so glad something came out 🙂
Dear Mr. Binks,
You are twisted. (In a good way.) Nice story.
Aloha,
Doug
That may well be the fairest comment I’ve ever received.
Well..THAT was interesting 😉
You’d think as fast as they gulp, this (well, perhaps not this, but at least choking) would happen more often. 🙂
janet
Haha! A modern day version of Heckle and Jeckle!