Facing The Enemy – Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction

Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge graciously hosted by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task of the challenge is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the Froggy. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.


Image © Jean L. Hays Used with permission for this Friday Fictioneers Challenge only. Any other use of this image requires Jean L. Hays’ permission.


Facing The Enemy

Your black eyes stare at me. Do I see desperation in these eyes? Good.

In the past, my feeble attempts at self-defense with inadequate weaponry led to chaos and destruction, yet you persisted. I nearly gave up. I quailed at the mere sight of you.

Then I had an idea and acted. The look on your face is priceless.

My wiremesh cage protects my seedlings. I win.

 

(67 words)


I pledge

 

67 words. Sixty-seven. Hah! Sorry for being silly…

I’m sorry but I’m still slow with comments and replies. I try to read as many stories as I can.

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63 thoughts on “Facing The Enemy – Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction

  1. Great use of “quailed” as a verb! Only it wasn’t the quail who was quailing. Love how it is unclear who is talking to whom until the end When i first read it, i mistook seedlings for something like ducklings–quailings? You had me all turned around!

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  2. As someone who has raised numerous seedlings only to have them devastated by successive invasions of pigeons, badgers, deer and foxes, I feel your pain. I too have invested in a netted garden now.

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  3. Slugs in our garden too. Hard to stop them attacking the beans and the strawberries. I don’t like killing creatures, even pesky ones, but with slugs it’s them or the harvest! You gave us a good take on the prompt, and a lively little story.

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    1. Thank you. I have to ask you for the meaning of ‘sett’ in this context. I looked in the dictionary, but plaster stone or weaving pattern doesn’t really help me, and googling didn’t enlighten me either.

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      1. Oh dear, I need to read before hitting send as what I type isn’t always what I write. Of course I meant to , short, sweet and funny. As someone else commented to me this week, if only we could edit our own comments!

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  4. One year we planted 3 rows of corn that were each well over 100 ft. long. When they started coming up, crows plucked them all except for 3 hills. It was so agravating. This year rabbits have been the nusiance. it’s always something. 🙂

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  5. Almost time for another prompt but I made it here just in time. Great take on the prompt by moving into the garden battles. I think I have reached defeat what with three dogs, lack of rain and a busy lifestyle. However, my husband has set up a few small greenhouses from Aldi to protect the plants. However, these seem a b it like putting a wild bird in a cage. Yet, I can also see that you can keep the plants there and move them out as required. I just need to shift my thinking. I also loved your use of quailed.
    Best wishes,
    Rowena

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