AnElephantCant quite make out this picture
He thinks it may be the reflection of a bus
He decides to stick with it
It is just the ticket
So he writes a funny story without any fuss
This is a weekly invitation to write a short piece of fiction (c. 150 words) based on a photo prompt (below) provided by Alastair.
Follow the link to be transported into a whole world of fiction.
But please don’t get off until you read AnElephant’s contribution to this omnibus.
Ticket to Ride
The nuisance always takes the seat next to him.
It does not matter where he decides to sit.
Upstairs or downstairs, window or aisle, bags beside him or not, they always pick him out unerringly.
And talk to him.
Usually unintelligible drivel.
Sometimes conspiracy theories.
Or Big Brother government agency intrusion.
Or, worst of all, a diatribe about the local soccer team.
How come the loony always chooses me, he asks his friends.
There are plenty of other folk, and lots of empty seats, but every time!
They laugh at him.
It is because you are so kind and easy-going!
But he does not mind so much now.
Not since he discovered the solution.
He just leaves his pack of sandwiches behind when he gets off.
And knows that at least this guy will never bother him – or anyone else – ever again.
what a cruel man! but a well-written and creepy story
Le cadeau empoisonne…
and he don’t care
Just the price of the fare
And it’s done.
AnElephant is funny
Tu rimes done et funny?
Pas tout a fait, mais si c’est drole and cool it’s all good.
A deeply sinister twist at the end. It’s certainly made me think twice about eating sandwiches found on the bus! 🙂
AnElephantCant recommend that as a diet!
Thanks for dropping in.
I think he’ll be back! You’ve given him bus sandwiches – he’s bound to want more and the word will spread! 🙂
Sadly, MBT, what is already spread (on the sandwich) suggests that the loony on the bus will not be spreading anything ever again!
Good to see you here, hugs
Whatever did you put in it? It doesn’t sound like you to be making unpalatable sandwiches! 🙂
What’s in those sandwiches? Can’t decide if I like your idea or am a little scared by it. Funny story.
Something tasty but lethal, given AnElephant’s track record of death and mayhem in these short stories.
Glad you are amused..
Do we have a serial killer a large, taking out annoying commuters one pastrami on rye at a time?
Well, fictionally speaking, yes Ma’am.
In the other world, AnElephantCant tell.
When the penny dropped, I laughed. If you’re stupid enough to eat bus sandwiches, you deserve what you get. 🙂
Oh that is a bit harsh!
But AnElephantCant be held responsible for the utter nutters who seem to populate any bus he ever catches.
And he loves the expression ‘bus sandwiches’!
The only bus Zebra ever goes on these days is the university’s hopper bus, which is relatively nut free.
AnElephant loves buses.
He travels extensively by Greyhound during his 3 month sojourn in the Pacific NorthWest, and uses them in Scotland, Englandshire and France.
Every trip is an adventure!
BTW – The puddle is beside where I met you 🙂
So it is a bus?!?!?
One in a row for AnElephant!
Yes it is 🙂
I was confused with the image at first, until I realised you had flipped it 🙂
I like that. I wonder what “pleasantness” he puts into his sandwiches? 😀
Trying to suss it, Al!
Just in case a small dose of reality might kick in.
Didn’t happen this time, but AnElephant lives in hope.
ps Gotta think it is something reasonably fatal, given AnElephant’s usual body count!
Yep,definitely one to sink your teeth into, and in the words of the unedumacated “that’ll learn ’em“
I thought…what the heck has this got to do with the picture?..THEN i saw the bus. Great spot!
AnElephantCant be sure what the picture is.
But he is rarely constrained by trivia like facts or reality or actual images.
He tends to just see something and fly off at a – usually irrelephant – tangent.