Little Sammy constantly invented things, more or less with success. He melted the blender once, and blew up lawnmowers twice. But he wasn’t the primary worry of local residents.
It was the Razor Gang.
They robbed houses, extorted small businesses, and mugged the old. Like most bullies and cowards, they only preyed upon the defenseless.
When Sammy’s Grandpa Merlin went to the hospital, an angry Sammy hatched a plan.
He wore a red backpack to ensure they saw it. Sure enough, the Razors ganged up and stole it from him. They served up some bruises too. Sammy still smiled. It was worth it.
Days later, Sammy sat with Grandpa outside the deli. Grandpa said, “So you’re the reason the Razors disappeared?”
“Yep.”
“What was in the backpack?”
“Well,” said Sammy. “It was like a bomb.”
“You blew up the Razors?”
“It wasn’t the blow-up kind.
“What then?”
“It makes somebody more of what they really are.”
“Ah! That explains all the chickens lately.” Grandpa signaled the waitress. “Want more chicken soup?”
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Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/01/30/fffaw-challenge-week-of-january-31-2017/
That was inventive! Always amazed at how you approach a challenge.
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Thank you! Yeah, I don’t usually do things the conventional way. I’ve got my own drummer. 😉
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LOL ain’t that the truth 😀
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Well, I was never part of a gang, but when I was eight, I used a magnifying lens and sunlight to melt crayons on my bed sheets. My Dad was not amused.
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Haha! And thus, those mean ol’ crayons would never bully anyone. Well done! 😉
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when I was a kid, we’d use a magnifying lens and sunlight to see who could shine the thin beam on the palm of their hand the longest. Ouch! 😮
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I think the worst me and my pals did was fry a few rolly-pollies.
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smarter than frying your own hand
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Hahaha! Good way to get rid of the razors is turn them into chickens and eat them! LOL! Loved this!
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Hehe. Sammy never expected to “eat” his enemies, but then again, sometimes “victory tastes sweet.” 😉 Thanks so much! 🙂
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Hahaha! So true!
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Very inventive indeed 🙂 Good onya Sammy, standing up to the bullies.
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Yep. He couldn’t beat them with muscle. He used his brains instead…and later his teeth. 😉 😀 Thanks much, Lyn! 🙂
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If ONLY! Can I have one of those red backpacks please???? 😉
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No kidding. When I was growing up I could’ve used a case of them. 😉
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Aren’t you so very unconventional. Great innovative take. I love your cheeky at times creepy sense of humour.
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Hehe. Yep. I wear it like a badge of honor. I blame my Dad. I get my sense of humor from him, and I thank him for it often. 😉 Thanks so much! 🙂
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v different! thanks.
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Thanks most kindly! 🙂
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I guess the town was lucky they were chicken in their heart and not hyenas or jackals.
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True, but I don’t think there was any danger of that. Bullies are far more cowardly than even jackals or hyenas. At least those animals will occasionally fight something that can fight back.
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Apparently, you’ve never been attacked by a pack of rabid chickens. 😉
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Gosh darn it, X! I’m still trying to get that traumatic event out of my mind! Back to the therapist… 😉
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I apologize. I guess this didn’t just happened to me, and maybe it’s something all of us should worry about every day.
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🙂
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Vere cleverly written. Loved the last line.
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Thank you! I do like saving the best for last. 😉
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Sinisterly cute — or cutely sinister.
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Haha! I’ll take either one. 😉 Thanks most kindly! 🙂
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Now perhaps you should put away thoughts of The Birds and think more about butterflies, tulips, or something equally light and airy and non-invasive. 🙂
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Great take on the prompt, love it 🙂
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Glad to hear that. Thanks so much! 🙂
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Funny and they got their just reward! Although, I may be thinking of them as I eat chicken soup after a spat with some “not so great people!”
I hope your daughter is blessed with your sense of humor. 🙂
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I think so. If only it could be so for all the bullies in the world. I hope that chicken soup tastes just a little bit better. 😉 Hannah is already showing signs of it. She’s got the “silly gene” for certain. Any time she does something to make us laugh, she loves to do it again. 🙂 Thanks so much! 🙂
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Brilliant! A totally different and amusing take on the prompt.
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Thank you Keith! 🙂
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I laughed when I got to the ending. Well done Sammy! I’m not sure if I should admire or run from him though.
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Hehe. I think if you’re nice to him, you’ll be just fine. Glad you laughed. That’s what I hoped for. Thanks so much! 🙂
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Am I the only one who wonders how on earth Sammy figured out how to do that? I think we have the makings of a seriously powerful Mad Scientist here. I’d keep an eye on him if I were Grandpa!
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Even I don’t know how he did it. Sammy has “mad” skills to be sure. I think Grandpa will stick around and make sure he plays for the good guys. 😉
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Good, because we could use more mad geniuses on the good guy side for a change!
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