Dante’s inferno might have, unwittingly, awaited little precocious Eunice, if she had not bothered to ask her brother to look before she leaped…
Each week Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a pic to write a 100 word story about.
This week it’s hot icy flowery humor.
Copyright Janet Webb
Flowers for Frosty
“They’re perfect!” Eunice clapped her hands.
“How’d you find them?” Her brother, Ephraim, eyed them cautiously.
“I stumbled upon them.”
“Well, I’m glad you asked me to look.”
“They’ll look great in our snowman’s hands.”
“They certainly will, but…” Ephraim studied the house beyond the flowers.
“But what, Ephraim?”
“I’m glad you showed me them first.”
“Why?”
“They’re Ms. Dante’s prize flowers. They bloom every winter; and if she caught you cutting them, she’d kill you.”
“‘Damn-you Dante’, our school principal?” Eunice’s jaw dropped. “Kill me? She’d expel me, then exterminate me! And do it all slowly, with excruciating pleasure!”
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
That infernal Dante! Can’t say I ever had a principal or a teacher that mean. Exterminate with excrutiate! That’s hot icy flowery humor.
You haven’t lived until you’ve been excoriated by an evil exasperated educator. Ha.
Randy
Quickly! Bury them in the snow before the old bat sees them. Give frosty a posy of dry spaghetti to hold – he’ll be just as happy with that. Love this story 🙂
Ha. Where were you Lyn when we needed you?
A posy of pasta. Ha.
Randy
LOL sweltering in 115 degree heat 🙂
oh hell.
LOL almost 🙂
Dear Randy,
I’d say that the kids are about to experience Dante’s Inferno. A little warmth on a cold day?
shalom,
Rochelle
no. ice in winter.
Dear Randy,
Hell hath no fury like Damn-you Dante once she realizes her flowers have been pinched. A warm tale for a cold prompt.
Aloha,
Doug
Better her flowers pinched then her…
but that’s another warm tale for a cold prompt. Randy
Great name for a scary principal. Maybe they could build their snowman in Ms Dante’s garden and move it a little closer to her door every night. Not that I have anything against school principals ….
Are you a social worker, mediator, educator, or principal?
None of the above. I used to be a school secretary though …
😉
Wouldn’t you know it? Great tale.
Thanks.
Love the voice in this.
Must of been the voice of reason…
I say she should still put the posies in the snowman’s hands. Damn that Dante. Life is short. We might as well live dangerously.
Lily
You go first Missy Brave One.
We’ll be right behind you – a block away!
Randy
LOL!
Lily
Crumbs, lucky escape! They’d better Sellotape them back onto the bush, quick smart 🙂
Fun story.
Lucky that her brother was there and recognized the house and the flowers.
Time for a strategic withdrawal, methinks. Great name for the principal.
Oh, hell, I thought so too.
Creative and realistic dialogue, Randy. Love the Dante reference! Best to hide the evidence and put a twig in Frosty’s hand.
cover up the snow tracks, too.
Oh.. I think burning the evidence is the only solution.. What a fearful principal.. Though maybe there is heart of gold inside to be found.
Eunice says that that is possible and she’s available to the autopsy now to find out. Randy
Wait. have they cut them yet? I hope they change their minds and quickly run away.
No.Ephraim saved the day by recognizing whose house and whose flowers it was and stopping his sister from cutting them.
That was a close call. As an ex-high school teacher, may I just speak for the principals of this world, whose flowers have been pinched, whose letterboxes have been exploded, and who have had other similar wilful acts of vandalism enacted upon them – some kids are just asking to be exterminated excruciatingly. I did love your story.
Is that you, Ms. Dante?