Riding the Bus on a Sunny Afternoon

Photo Credit: Anurag Bakhshi

200 words

Delightfully sunny, that’s what the bus driver had called it. Sunlight made her nauseated, and the blue sky–well, frankly it was painful to look at. Wednesday curled further into her window seat and brooded. What if she poisoned everyone? After all, she would rather ride in a hearse. The middle-aged man two seats ahead of her with the Hawaiian shirt (what kind of sick person would wear such a thing ?) and the obnoxious music would be first to go. Then the screaming child near the front. Although, a child who could scream like that might come in useful. Besides, he had proved his excellence at climbing (by climbing all over the seats), which was a necessary characteristic of all assassins worth their salt.

In the meantime, there was still the awful sunlight and ensuing nausea. Perhaps it would be more effective to poison herself. She dug the disguised vial out of her satchel.

“Shiny!” crowed the child, right next to her. He had stopped screaming and had toddled his way down the aisle. He pointed a chubby finger at the bottle. “Shiny!”

“Yes,” agreed Wednesday. Her mouth twitched. The child must have cursed her: she couldn’t keep the smile back.



7 Comments Add yours

  1. Children can have that effect. A delightfully different take.

    Click to read my tale


  2. Abhijit Ray says:

    Paranoid person, is she?


  3. Iain Kelly says:

    They get you everytime those cute kids!


  4. Jade M. Wong says:

    I love this portrayal of Wednesday, she was always my favorite character in the Addams Family 😀

    P.S. Glad to know I’m not the only one who writes fan fiction for these flash fiction prompts!


  5. Awww, what a brilliant take. Loved that ending.


  6. ceayr says:

    Give the brat the poison!


  7. Delightfully dark. Love it


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