Cricket practice

(100-word flash fiction)

The boys were dumbfounded. They had arrived at their cricket ground as usual with rickety bats and an old tennis ball and Charlie was halfway through the tunnel under the wire fence when they saw the ‘structure’. They gazed at it in awe and fright.

“How could anyone have erected something so big in one night?” Pete whispered.

“Tall crane,” Tony, the know-all.

Meanwhile, AK782164 was furious. Not only had all systems failed, he had to scramble through the whole night in pitch dark, to reach the only window to find that the ruddy spaceship had landed on its side.


My story for the Friday Fictioneers photo prompt below –


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C'mon, don't be a silent spectator ....

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