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.
No, you di’in’t. Yes, I di’id. I wrote two stories this week. I thought it might be acceptable since I missed so many weeks during the summer I spent giving my yard an EXTREEEEEME makeover.
Chickpocalypse Now!
The media coined it Chickpocalypse! They said to stay indoors. That seemed obvious. There’s no way chickens could get into a house.
At some point, supplies run out though. Those who ate the chickens inherited the virus, which proved to be fatal in humans.
I drove out of the garage hitting as many chickens as I could. I didn’t consider the garage door’s sensor wouldn’t allow the door to close as they rushed in.
I no longer have a home. I avoid the flocks that have overrun the cities looking for human meat. To chickens, not everything tastes like human.
Band On The Run
We brought it on ourselves. We funded his usurpation of our nation. When Jeff Bezos renamed the United States Of America the Bezos States Of Amazon, we were powerless against his army of drones, cockrockets, and Amazon employees zombified by years of inhumane working conditions.
Speaking out against anything Bezos-related was illegal. We named our band Deforestation as a counter to Amazon and used Amazon to spread the resistance through coded lyrics. People got the message. Unfortunately, so did Alexa.
Now, we travel the back roads, avoiding technology, and playing concerts to the trees in hopes of finding like-minded revolutionaries.
Fun stories, both. The attack of the killer chickens has my vote by a whisker (feather?)
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Who you callin’ chicken? Oh! Right. Thank you.
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I’m glad they’re separate stories, could you imagine both combined at the same time! Very good for both!
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Ooh! Double the chaos, double the… anarchy. Yeah, that would not be fun. Thank you.
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Chickens on the run! A delightful double dose.
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I’d rather chickens be on the run than to be on the run from chickens. Thank you.
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Dear Nobbinmaaaauuuuuuuggggg,
A delightful two-fer. For my money I don’t trust Alexa. Your last line of the chicken story made me laugh out loud. A story for Hitchcock.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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No way. I’ve heard too many Alexa spying stories. We can’t take a Chickpocalypse too seriously, can we? I’ll gladly accept any comparison to Hitchcock. Thank you, Rochelle.
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So… avoid chickens and technology. Got it. Go off-grid. Life sucks — no chickens or tech. Bring down the tyrants.
Great stuff N!
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Life sucks when chickens and ruthless organizations rule the world. Thanks, T.
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Those chickens want revenge. Can we blame them?
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Why? Just because they’re stuffed in cages and force-fed food and growth hormones? Oh yeah. You might be right.
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Wow, I loved both of your stories, so creative. Glad you included both. The line, “not everything tastes like human,” made me chuckle.
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I love to get the wows. I thought that line was pretty funny, too. Thank you.
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Oh, what fun! Both stories were so clever. I agree with Brenda. The last line of the chicken story was a hoot!
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That last line was one of those “Ah-Ha!” moments. Thank you. I had fun with them.
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Loved the chicken story. Found the Bezos story chilling, since we have reached the point in America where speaking against power can land you in jail indefinitely. Interesting combination, these two stories.
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Just speaking can lead to trouble these days. It doesn’t even matter what we say if someone chooses to interpret it wrong. These are scary times. Throw murderous chickens into the mix, and we’ve got a real mess. Thank you.
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It’s the virus, it gets me every time. Do you think the chicken eggs are safe to eat?
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I guess I could have had them go crazy for the sake of crazy, but I needed a reason people couldn’t eat them. If they can’t eat the chicken, I would say they couldn’t eat the eggs either.
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Terrific Twofer, Nobbin!
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Thank you, Ms. Jade.
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You’re welcome!
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Interesting stories. I suppose rebellion and revolution depend a lot on point of view. Are you pro or anti-chicken? Want my chicken, come and take it. Isn’t chicken pox a virus that we spend our lives with?
As for the second story, a band without tech is a silent resolution. 🙂
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I am pro me eating chicken and anti chicken eating me. Yeah, but chicken pox doesn’t usually turn people into murderous fowl.
The revolution will not be silenced! But it will be quieter.
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🙂
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I’d (almost) prefer the chicken plague to the other option … though I think that even now there are those who seek to create the latter and who already made sure to take choice away from half the population. Oy vey.
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The second one is scarier. I’ll never understand people who are eager to take away or give away rights. I’m pretty sure I can out run and out climb a chicken. Though I could end up stuck in a tree or on a roof.
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Yes, the second one is decidedly scarier. I know from experience that one can outrun a chicken (and I’ve put several a rowdy rooster in their place!) but people who seek to harm other people by taking away others’ rights in order to control those ‘others’, are a whole other league of icky.
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