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Friday, October 29, 2010

Bonus Story: Waiting for You

Hey gang! It's time for yet another bonus story! Once again, I really dug my entry into Leah Petersen's 5 Minute Fiction challenge, and after doing some editing with suggestions from twitter friend @RCMurphy. So, enjoy my somewhat twisted flash fiction.

Waiting for You

Steven walked out the Starbucks and looked around to find his car when he dropped his coffee. Instead of the busy street where he had parked, there was a forest. No buildings, but trees and grass. He looked to his left, and saw a large, white horse with a single, strong horn sprouting from its fore head. It winked at him.

He reversed direction, heading back into the coffee shop. When he turned around, everything inside looked the same. The tables were still there, the music was still playing, the coffee was still brewing. But a closer look showed that the tables were real wood, the music was being played by a live band made up of tiny fairies and the coffee was being brewed over a live fire. The woman behind the counter, the same woman that had given him his coffee earlier, now had long, pointed ears. He spun as a man sitting at a table next to him in a business suit got up, setting his paper down. Steven backed away when he saw that the man’s lower half was that of a horse.

He turned again, heading towards the door. The unicorn was at it now, pushing him back inside. He fled from the beast, all the way to the table.

“What the hell is going on here?” he screamed.

The horse winked once again.

“What’s going on?” it asked in a pleasant, female voice. “Why, you are, darlin’.”

“What?”

“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice getting husky.

“You.. you have?” he asked, swallowing to try and wet his now dry throat.

“Oh, yes,” the unicorn said in that strangely erotic female voice. “A big, strong human like you, to rub my horn and that I can give a ride to.”

She winked again, and Steven felt himself getting light headed.

“So,” she asked. “What do you say? Take a walk on the wild side?”

Steven looked around at them all and then back to the unicorn, and promptly fainted.

The End

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