PHOTO PROMPT © Ron Pruitt
Genre: Vehicular Fantasy
Word Count: 100 words of text exactly
Jefferson’s Big Day
©October 22nd, 2015
By Vijaya Sundaram
Jefferson was waiting. He was bored. And he felt mischievous.
Waiting was irksome. It wasn’t his forte. He felt positively homicidal.
After an age, there were streams of passengers, appearing out of nowhere — large, small, dumpy, attractive. Jefferson eyed them surreptitiously, formulating his plans, while they boarded him.
Among them was a little old man with sky-colored eyes and ancient wrinkles who gave Jefferson a conspiratorial wink. Jefferson ignored him studiously, but knew in his piston-pumping heart that today was the big day.
Then, with a lurch, he took off into the air. Screams followed.
Couldn’t people take a joke?
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With thanks, as always, to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, whom I have dubbed our Fairy Blog-Mother, for hosting us for THREE years! What a paragon of graciousness, generosity and creativity you are, Rochelle! Here’s to many more years of your gentle, but firm, steering of the Friday Fictioneers ship! And I love so many writers who contribute to this site — all of them thoughtful, kind, and creative (and occasionally hilarious)! Thank you all for being so supportive to one another, and for making me feel welcome. Thanks, also, to Ron Pruitt, for the charming photo-prompt!