Friday Fictioneers – Greased Lightning

(Author’s note: I remember this prompt! I did this a long time ago! But, the good thing is…we always can have something different! Here ya go!)

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© Al Forbes

Greased Lightning

by Miles H. Rost

Dave and Michelle walked out of the recent reshowing of Grease!, celebrating it’s 35th year.

“Seriously, Michelle, cars aren’t made like that anymore,” Dave said, putting on his jacket.
“Neither are the people.”
“Yeah, but what if we could have fun like that here in this modern world?”

Michelle brushed her frizzy black hair from her eyes.

“It would be…hissstorical…”

Dave shot her a look, and grinned.

“Undeniable…”
“Utterly illogical…”

They looked at each other.

“Why it could be our next PROM THEME!”

Dave put his arm around Michelle, walking back toward his 1970 Dodge Charger.

“Time to tell the prom committee…”

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Friday Fictioneers -The Boys Of Summer

(Author’s Note: On a “vacation” of sorts. Mostly spending time relaxing and getting some important downtime. I hope to have more stories coming up soon, but until then…here’s another Fictioneers.)

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©Dale Rogerson

The Boys Of Summer

by Miles H. Rost

“Alright, boys. Let’s get out there and do what we do!” Coach said, as he looked into the eyes of his players.

The Keneely Knickerbockers were the #1 Junior League baseball team, for the first time in 87 years. It was a feat. Coach didn’t know how it happened, but they just started playing well this season. And now they were there, in Williamsburg, Virginia, at the Junior League Championship.

As the 16 and 17-year-old boys ran out of the tunnel, they looked to the stands. They saw the girls who traveled across the country to see them play.

They lovingly gazed at the girls who made them the Boys of Summer.

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Friday Fictioneers – Taking This Town (Again?!)

(Author’s note: Hidiho, neighbors! Currently training my replacement in anticipation of a new position coming up. In the meantime, doing my duty with putting a Fictioneers up. This one reuses music that I’ve used before, but I think it’s appropriate. Enjoy!)

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© C.E. Ayr

Taking This Town (Again?!?!)

by Miles H. Rost

 Melbourne.

City of culture, finance, and interest.

The 20 students snuck in overnight, flying into Tullamarine Airport, looking like smiling tourists. They walked past immigration, past the taxis, onto the nearest train platform. They smiled as they got on, and in unison, looked out the window.

As the trains eventually pulled into the Southern Cross Yards, each of the students looked towards a blonde haired girl with Chinese features.

“We have been selected for a great future. We are the future of Australia’s education.”

The train slowed to a stop.

“Time to take this town, girls!”

They rushed out the doors, onto unsuspecting businessmen and college registrars.

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Friday Fictioneers – Bend Me Shape Me

(Author’s Note: I’ll be celebrating my 37th year of completed existence in a few days. This is how I feel right now!)

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©Sandra Crook

Bend Me Shape Me

by Miles H. Rost

Mark walked into the chiropractor’s office. The doc smiled at him, as he closed the door.

“How can we help you today?”

“Doctor, I think my back is starting to go. I keep waking up and not being able to get out of bed.”

“I think I got just the thing. It’ll bend you, shape you, do anything you want of it.”

They walked to the back room, where there was a bed with no sides. It looked like the shape of an I.

“What’s this?”

“It’s something new I came up with. It stretches you in different ways. I call it the I-rack!”

Mark ran out the door, never to return.

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