Written for Alastair’s Photo Fiction. Story begins after the photo.
Genre: Spy Fiction/Humor
Word Count: 250
Here in America
Ryan gestured at the building across the street from the cafe. “And that ugly behemoth is the headquarters for America’s newest spy agency, the SIO, or Special Intelligence Operations.”
Jun, visiting from China, recoiled. “Perhaps we should stay away from it.”
“Oh don’t worry. This isn’t China. You can say almost anything and get away with it.”
“Like, ‘I’d like to blow up that ugly building.'” Ryan looked around dramatically. “See? Nothing happens.” He signaled the waitress for the check.
“I wish you wouldn’t do that,” said Jun. “The US and China aren’t exactly friends, you know. I could get in big trouble.”
“Oh, stop worrying!” The waitress handed Ryan the check in the usual small, leather folder. He opened it, and found the following computer-printed onto the guest check:
TO: Ryan Desmond Gillman of 3416 Hallbrooke Ln
FROM: SIO Headquarters
In the future, you should know the agency disapproves of referring to our headquarters as, “that ugly behemoth.”
Furthermore, while the agency does not believe you intend to blow up our state of the art headquarters, we take all such statements seriously. Please do not return home for two hours, while we investigate.
Your Dachshund, “Pookie” sends his regards.
Protecting the American people,
Special Intelligence Operations
p.s. Please tip the waitress handsomely. She’s an expert in Jiu-Jitsu, and is having menstrual cramps.
With shaking hands, Ryan paid with a substantial tip and said, “Lets go.”
“Where to?” asked Jun.
“As far away from that fu…lovely building as possible!”
Every week, Alastair Forbes presents an original photo as a writing prompt. I encourage everyone to join in on this literary bench-pressing. Original prompt is here: http://alastairsphotofiction.wordpress.com/2013/09/29/photo-fiction-september-29th-2013/