Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who provides us with a photo prompt. Each week’s challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by the photo. Click here to play along or just read more stories.
I’m hoping this week’s title is innocuous enough that no one (hmm hmm) can make anything dirty out of it.
This was their last chance, the last potential Class M planet the colony ship could reach before running out of oxygen.
Their final probe gathered samples. The crew watched as the probe scooped up dirt and plants and analyzed the air.
Excitement built as results came back. Life, human life, could survive on this planet.
Their excitement turned to horror when a jaw grabbed the probe.
“Look, ma. Teddy put peanut butter on my drone and flew it into the neighbor’s yard.”
“It was the aliens.”