Victim of Success

Photo by: Emmy L Gant

Norm looked over the roof’s edge. Fourteen stories below, FlyMan had died. “You lost me, Doc.”

Dr. Lutzow sighed. “FlyMan didn’t understand why he could fly. Autopsies revealed that he produced the rare substance, ‘Polyliptopectorase.’ Secondly, before every single flight, he ate a pastrami sandwich from Goldfarb’s deli.”

“Oh yeah. It’s because of FlyMan that everybody started eating there. The place is packed full these days.”

“Right. Well, the proteins in Goldfarb’s uniquely-made pastrami interacted with polyliptopectorase to produce counter-gravity effects.”

“That’s why he flew! So this time he didn’t eat a pastrami?”

“Correct.”

“Why not?”

Lutzow shrugged. “Goldfarb’s was sold out.”
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers. Look here for the original prompt and links to many other stories written for the week: https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2016/03/09/11-march-2016/

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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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32 Responses to Victim of Success

  1. Indira says:

    I don’t know, I should laugh or feel sorry for the poor man.

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  2. Joy Pixley says:

    See, this is why you should always to a thorough scientific analysis of your magic super powers — it could save your life!

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  3. Dear Eric,

    I should’ve known. With the title I thought it was going in a serious direction. Funny stuff. This one sounds like you’re getting in touch with your inner Russell. πŸ˜‰

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  4. mandibelle16 says:

    Sad. Such a little interaction had such an affect. Missing that little half-step killed him. Not his fault, the deli was sold out! Great one!

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    • EagleAye says:

      The devil is in the details. It’s always the little things that can bring big trouble. If only he’d kept his sandwich ritual a secret… πŸ˜‰ Thanks so much, Mandibelle! πŸ™‚

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  5. I couldn’t help but think he could fly because he had so much gas. Gold farbs or Goldfarts? LOL! Cute story. (Sorry bout him dying in the end).

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  6. luckyjc007 says:

    Look up! You may have chance to see not just one FlyMan, but dozens…..thanks to Goldfarbes deli. Amusing story. πŸ˜„

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    • EagleAye says:

      Yeah, if they hve the mutation that makes that chemical, they can fly. Plus, the military now knows how to create counter-gravity. Something good comes out of this after all. Glad you laughed. Thanks much! πŸ™‚

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  7. emmylgant says:

    I didn’t know where you were taking me, but I was enjoying the ride…I ended up delighted with the full stop! Goldfarb deli… on my to do list. πŸ™‚

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  8. mickwynn2013 says:

    Funny story, when you read he neglected to eat the pastrami it brings on a Homer Simpson “D’oh!” moment.

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  9. He might have died soon anyway, eating all that processed meat. Nitrates, and all that lovely stuff… πŸ˜‰

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  10. Jan Brown says:

    Nice twist ending!

    Also–polyliptopectorase??? Good one! Sounds like something that would add volume to his pecs….

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  11. Adam Ickes says:

    Sad. FlyMan became a victim of his own fame.

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  12. athling2001 says:

    Very interesting. Lots of hints leaving lots of questions. Get way to pull the reader into the story.

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  13. Ah, another one of your hilarious and quirky superheroes, Eric. I don’t know whether to laugh because it’s so funny or feel sorry for poor flyman who lies flattened below. Well done once again. πŸ˜€ — Suzanne

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    • EagleAye says:

      Hehe. Other folks expressed mixed feelings too. I don’t blame you. As soon as you learn about Flyman, he dies. It just goes to show you, a good pastrami sandwich may save your life. πŸ˜‰ Thanks so much, Suzanne! πŸ™‚

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