Aches and Pains
It had been a rough day at the Research Institute. Franki had a migraine all day. Walking through the pedestrian tunnel, she imagined cuddling at home with a pint of Rocky Road.
Three young thugs approached and blocked her way. “What up, girl?” asked Thug #1.
Franki whined, “C’mon! I’ve had a bad day.”
“Need a real man?” grinned Thug #2.
“I got bad PMS,” groaned Franki.
Thugs 2 and 3 circled behind her. “And I got needs,” grinned Thug #1. He lunged.
Two fractured skulls, four broken legs, and three separated shoulders later, the thugs lay broken at her feet.
Franki sighed, “And my bionic limbs are really itchy today!”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers weekly flash fiction challenge. This week’s photo prompt was thoughtfully provided by Stephen Baum. Look here to join in or just to see what other folks wrote: https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/07/08/10-july-2015/