Friday Fictioneers – Sandy

(Author’s note: I have been gone the last couple weeks, due to many different issues coming up and rearing their head, such as a digestive issue. I intend on doing more. It’s just taking a little longer to get things moving. Here’s today’s Fictioneers!)

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©Ted Strutz

Sandy

by Miles H. Rost

Jim stood outside the bus depot, cigarette in hand, cold air on his face. A rush of exhaust passed by him as a Greyhound pulled up.

“Sorry, I’m late, Jim,” His partner, Warren, huffed as he ran up the sidewalk towards him.

“This better work, Warren. I quit a job buying lingerie for this.”

“It will. They want to take our work and turn it into a musical.”

Jim crushed his cigarette.

“New York, here we come, eh?”

“Well, let’s see what they say. I just hope they don’t turn Sandy into something strange.”

“Like an Australian?”

Chuckling, they boarded.

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Courtesy of The Disney Odessey

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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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