Friday Fictioneers

Flash Fiction: Willies

Urban exploring was all the rage. The daring took their camera and trespassed into run-down ruins. “This was once a

Note: This Barbie Parody is not intended for children. Slightly deranged adults, like the writer, please continue… ~*~ As seen

Jill woke up in the backseat, dry-mouthed and gagged. Fog clouded her mind. Where was she? Cable ties cut into

“Are you sure this is the right place?” Alice gave Chester a skeptical look. The cat jumped on her shoulder.

Tannille and The Muse converse… Hey Muse, I think it’s only fitting you see the year out. Oh, you’re just

Hades hated Christmas, Yule, Hanukkah, Winter — whatever mortals call the holiday nowadays. For him, it was torture season. The

Mum pegged the stuffed animals on the clothesline and returned inside with her basket. “I freaking hate wash day,” said

Alice banged her fists on the looking glass. Home so close, yet so far. “But Alice, you are home.” She

Ben and Beth were on the run, fleeing from monsters. They found the perfect place to hide in the bush

The store accumulated junk. Items the fairies stole. Silly items to mess with humans. To make the humans think they