When Laughing Is Dangerous

Photo by Alastair Forbes

It was a beautiful day in the park, perfect for the technology fair. Colorful booths decorated with balloons and colorful signs proclaimed a plethora of innovative technologies. Perhaps the most ground-breaking technology belonged to Jeremy. Unfortunately, due to his poor social skills, few people stopped for long at his very bland booth. There was also a very large hole in the sidewalk beside the booth that made everyone avoid the whole area.

Elvis O’Mara was a Texas oil man with a curious nature and a boisterous demeanor. These two personality traits in tandem made him rich. They also got him into occasional trouble. He stepped up to Jeremy’s booth, snakeskin boots banging on the sidewalk. He said, “What ya’ll got goin’ here, son?”

Jeremy barely paused to look up. “Nanotechnology.”

“Nanny who?”

Jeremy grimaced. “Microscopic robots, too small for the eye to see.”

“What’re they for?”

Jeremy still didn’t look up. Instead, he kept tapping away at his tablet. “Just about anything. There’s many kinds of nanites, but the most basic are assemblers and disassemblers. Assemblers are the most difficult to program. They can build almost anything and they make it atom by atom. Disassemblers can take anything apart, atom by atom.”

Elvis snorted. “Sounds like it takes a long time to work.”

“It’s actually very fast. Let me demonstrate.” Jeremy held up a small steel cylinder. He placed the cylinder on the table and dispensed a drop of bluish fluid on top. “There’s millions of disassemblers in that drop. Some comprise a tiny wifi transceiver that connects to my tablet here. Okay, I have a connection. I’m instructing the nanites to drill a hole through the cylinder.” He paused for an instant. “Done!”

Elvis picked up the cylinder and grimaced. “But it’s just a tiny hole. What good is it?”

“Incredible accomplishments often come from small things,” noted Jeremy.

“Harumph!” snorted Elvis. “In my business, big holes mean big money. “I’m sorry son, but yer tiny gizmos make me laugh .” He pointed to the big hole in the sidewalk. “I’d need a hole like that one. I’m still trying to figure out why it’s there.”

Jeremy peered. “Oh that? That was where the last guy was standing.”

“What last guy?”

Jeremy connected a sprayer to his bottle of nanites. “The last guy who laughed at my nanites.”
Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. A weekly writing challenge for flash fiction based upon a picture prompt. The photo above is this week’s prompt. Look here to see the stories other folks wrote: https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2015/11/01/sunday-photo-fiction-november-1st-2015/

About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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23 Responses to When Laughing Is Dangerous

  1. Donna says:

    Don’t laugh at the nannites!

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  2. joetwo says:

    Nanotechnology. My field. I’m working on it.

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  3. luckyjc007 says:

    Yikes! It’s too late for that guy! He doesn’t open mouth and insert foot…he opens mouth and gets put in a black hole! He’s having a dark experience now. Great story. 🙂

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    • EagleAye says:

      Haha. Well, O’Mara is a Texan. When he does things, he does ’em big! Actually, he ran for his life and avoided oblivion. Even the previous guy survived. He just woke up in a very deep hole. Glad you enjoyed this. Thanks very much!


  4. Wow! What a cool story! Little tiny robots that cannot be seen by the naked eye! Hahaha! I bet that loudmouth oil man can’t be seen by the naked eye anymore because he went down that hole!

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    • EagleAye says:

      Hehe. Yeah, Nanotechnology is an amazing field. In real life, they are already building tiny engines that you need a microscope to see. This stuff is already happening. O’Mara did survive though. He’s a loudmouth, but he does know when to beat feet. 😀 Thanks so much! 🙂

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  5. List of X says:

    Some men just can’t handle when others make fun of the size of their nanites…

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  6. Lyn says:

    Don’t mess with the nanites O’Mara – it’s a bit like messing with Nano McPhee — dangerous 😉 Maybe that’s why there’s been so many sinkholes happening around the world lately…all those escaped nanites 😮

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  7. Steve Lakey says:

    The nanites could have meant night-night for O’Mara. When he’s stopped running, he ought to go back and invest. What I know about nano-technology, I learnt from ‘Stargate SG1’! Good story.

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    • EagleAye says:

      Oh yeah. I think if he goes back to Jeremy, hat in hand, he could probably make a deal. No need for expensive fracking anymore for O’Mara. He could just let the nanites do the digging for him in mere hours. With a little humility, he’ll soon be the richest oil man in America. Stargate was a great show. For an amazing fictional depiction of nanotech, try finding a book called, “Nano.” It’s mind-blowing. Thanks so much, Steve! 🙂

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  8. Haha. I’m laughing at him, not the nanites 😉 That was awesome.

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  9. mandibelle16 says:

    Really well written stories. I like how Jeremy’s robots got rid Elvis and the last guy. Nano Technology that Doesn’t like being laughed at, funny 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  10. rogershipp says:

    Short on social skills… but great at ridding the world of blowhards!

    Liked by 1 person

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