Lone Skum
For Lana V Lynx Unofficial Drabble Challenge
His fat fingers scraped against the crumbs embedded between the cushions. Damn quarters were so hard to find these days. But he had reached his breaking point and desperately needed one. Finally, his fingers closed on a precious metal disc and he triumphantly raced down the hall clutching his prize.
The Zoltar machine sprang to life as it gulped down the quarter and Lone Skum whispered his greatest wish.
Zoltar instead asked, "You have money, power, a teeming brood of offspring, and fame. Why leave Earth now?"
"No one likes me anymore. They mock me. I just wanna go home!"
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A. J. Schoenfeld
I only write about the real world. But if you look close enough, you'll see there's magic hiding in plain sight everywhere.
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Fabulous and the name - perfect! Zoltar a super great touch and his searching for a quarter. Great job.
Brilliant twist! 😂 The name alone got me, but the ending sealed it.
👽Love the title. It's one of the best descriptions of him. 👽 🤣🤣🤣 Oh my goodness. The fat fingers almost got me. But then I read 'quarters were hard to find these days' and I could not contain myself. 🤣 - For a moment. I felt sorry for him. But the humour and the fact that he has not given me money, rolled me back to my senses. Best of luck in the challenge, A. J 🤗 ❤️ 🖤
Aha! Great use of anagram! Bloody brilliant! And a great drabble to boot!
This was great, AJ! I hope Zoltar beams him outa here.