Traci knocked on the door of the little trailer…at the end of the rainbow.
Mr. Bowman ushered her in with a rainbow smile. “You’re lucky,” he said. “You only found me because I forgot the protective magic spell.”
“Oh sorry!” said Traci.
“That’s alright. Let me show you around.”
She saw the mythical pot ‘o gold, but there were so many other wonders she had little time for it. Eventually, she ended up enjoying a rainbow sauna and drinking rainbow-flavored tea. She sighed blissfully.
“Now that you bathed in and imbibed rainbow water,” said Mr. Bowman. “You’ll live happy, healthy, and wealthy…forever.”
Just then a wealthy businessman crashed in wielding a gun. “Gimme the gold!”
“Relax!” said Traci. “Enjoy this sauna with me. It’s awesome.”
“No! I want the gold!”
“Go ahead, take it,” said Mr. Bowman.
The businessman stumbled away screaming, “I’m rich! I’m rich!”
“Sorry you lost your gold,” said Traci.
“It’s nothing. That guy is gonna be mad later.”
“When the rainbow fades, so will the gold.”
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2018/01/15/fffaw-challenge-week-of-january-16-2018/