“Get the hose! Get it now!

Oh my gosh, don’t just stand there! It’s going to blow up. The whole place is in flames!

Hustle, hustle, hustle!

Pick up those feet! You’re crawling like a snail!”

Ruth came rushing down the stairs, hearing the commotion. In three strides, she reached the kitchen and there, before her, were her husband and the two kids spraying water at the stove.

“Stop it! What are you doing?!”

Tom turned, grinning. “Just some role play. Toast was a bit burnt.”

“Tom, stop turning every minor crisis into a do-or-die scene. I can’t afford it!”

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For this year’s A to Z Challenge, I’ve taken up the theme of

An Oxymoron rendered inΒ micro-fiction.

Each day’s titleΒ will have one half of the oxymoron while the second half will be revealed towards the end of the post.

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18 thoughts on “Minor – #FlashFiction #AtoZChallenge

  1. Men will be men! They just can’t do things simple and straight. πŸ˜‰ Imagine the mess she would had to clear up after that. Awesome narration, Shy.

  2. The anticlimax of the story got me in splits! Imagine teaching kids how to put off fires by demonstrating on burnt toast πŸ˜› Everyone would be having soggy, black toast for breakfast πŸ˜‚

    When I read the first half of the oxymoron, I thought it was something for kiddies like me, but then I remembered I’m a major πŸ™ˆ (Still haven’t got used to the fact that I am one!)
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