“Hey, what’s this?” A huge metal chain was attached to a pole in the sand. He followed it, and it disappeared into the water. “A sunken ship out there, maybe?” Paolo mused, shading his eyes.
He turned back to the end attached to the pole. Pushing, pulling, and digging, he freed the rusty spear-like pole.
Paulo froze, horrified, as two eyes and flippers appeared. The land under his feet transformed into a gigantic flounder. It slipped underwater, to plunge back to its home at the bottom of the ocean. Paolo was never found.
==94 words==
Thank you, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple, for hosting Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words or less. Everyone is welcome to participate in Friday Fictioneers by writing your story and connecting it with the blue froggy button below.
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Great story! That’s too bad about Paolo and Sally!
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A giant FLOUNDER? Not a shark? Not even a bluefish? A FLOUNDER? What a hoot.
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:) you’re so funny
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Wow, your story sounds like Pinocchio without the happy ending, and, well, a flounder but all in all, good one and thanks for the laugh. :D
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Curiosity can kill a cat, in this case two men; but by a flounder! lol.. Good story
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Oh dear, a nice tasty treat for the freed flounder :-)
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Luckily I think flounders are not meat eaters. They just floated off and became someone else’s dinner.
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A nice surprise. Who would guess a flounder! Great read.
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:D Thank you!
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Whoa, that is some flounder! Do you know the Grimm’s fairy tale about the flounder? Great story.
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lol no! I’ll go google it right now.
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Very nice Grimm’s fairy tale! Be content with the life that you have for you’ll never be happy always craving for more. What a riot it was a flounder, though :P
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Oh, there’s more. The famous (well, here at least) German writer Günter Grass wrote a book about the flounder losely connected to that fairy tale.
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Who’da thunk a supposedly uninteresting fish such as a flounder would inspire literature! I picked it because, when you’re scuba diving, they’re invisible at the bottom. It’s only under low visibility conditions that you see them because you have to feel your way along the bottom.
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Another nice twist!
I love reading your stories :)
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Thank you for reading them!
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Just goes to show that being nosy can get you into a whole lot of trouble! The image of that emerging flounder is hilarious. A fun read – although I’ll shed the requisite tear for poor old Paulo. :)
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