Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution.
My machine powered down until only the clocks ticking remained. I draped my gloves over the controls. I was back. It was done.
“Ma’am!” Cisha said as I exited the workshop. She hastily balanced the tray of dirty dishes she carried.
“Was there company?” I asked.
“These?” She shook her head. “I just cleared your breakfast.”
I glanced at the dishes. Scones had been my meal before–
“Something wrong, Sweetness?” Ragin Varsk asked behind me. His smug grin was firmly intact.
“No! What does it take to be rid of you?” I jerked away.
“More than preventing my parent’s meeting.”
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