The Twenty Sticks of Monstemper!

While me am still constructing reply to scathing E-mail me get over last posting, me have decided to post three more of them little 50 word excluding title mini-sagas me learn about over at Footeaters. If you been round much in month of Monstemper then you know what me am talking bout, but if you not, then you missed it all here, here and here. Also, Footeater hisself has new ones here. As usual, if you like feel free to try them on you own in me comments. But please let me know if you do some other places cause me would really like to see them. Me just can not tell you how much me am hooked on these things.

Enjoy.


One up

They had been at it for years.
First one, the other, then back again.
It was a simple thing. Just fifty words, excluding the title.
"Monstee?" He said. "I have three more."
The old man handed the paper over.
The gray-blue thing took the paper and read.
"Dang you Footeater."

The Question

I spotted him standing there on the other side of the road.
As he crossed, I went to ask him directly.
He quickly dashed away from me and left the question unasked.
He looked me in the eye and left;
all the while pecking at stones and fluffing his feathers.

Love Lost

She knew the marriage was over before he did.
They never talked anymore or did things together like they use to.
And those few times when they did make love, there was no enthusiasm.
He became uncomfortable and she became frigid.
Like they once said, "Till death do us part."