A dark shape rose from beside the alley dumpster. “You know the drill, son,” said Blade.
“Aw man!” groaned Floyd. “I’m a musician. I ain’t got no money.”
Something rattled in Floyd’s backpack.
“Tambourine player?” Blade’s switchblade flicked out. “Ain’t askin’ again.”
Floyd complied, whining, “Not my instrument!”
Blade stuck his head in the pack…and screamed.
“Yeah,” said Floyd, shrugging as Blade collapsed. “I play rattlesnake.”
This week in Grammar Ghoul Press’ Chimera 66, the word prompt is: Tambourine. The piece of flash fiction must be exactly 66 words in length. Anyone is welcome to join in on this challenging and fun writing exercise. Join us! Look here for more stories based upon the prompts: http://www.grammarghoulpress.com/chimera-66-writing-challenge-2