“Frankieee—how’s biz?”
Black hair slicked straight back nodded once. The owner swaggered past without a glance; his white shirt glowed beneath the glossy sharkskin jacket.
“Somebody thinks he’s too good for us, eh, Big Joey:” A shoulder nudged a smidge too hard.
“Shush, Little Nick. What you on, man? I don’t want no trouble.”
“Forget it. Coming in? I’m hungry.”
“Maybe some calamari…”
“Hey Tony. Pasta, calamari, oysters.” Joey looked around.
“Sherry! You’re fast tonight. Smells good. Thanks.”
“Enjoy boys, Big Joey.”
“Frankie, to what do I owe…?
“Nice night, eh? What did you say back there?”
“Nothing, I swear.” Big Joey sensed the watching faces.
“Yeah? You swear eh? You swear…”
“Frankie, what are you doing with that fork?”
‘I’m going to have me some steak, rare. Now you can swear all you want.”
“@*&$*%.@$?Aiyeeeee—my leg—my leg.” Big Joey’s eyes murdered Little Nick.
“Get him out!”
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The word limit for Fork is 150 words. I used all 150. Check out http://mommasmoneymatters.com/flash-fiction/ for the rules and join us.
May 21, 2013 at 8:59 pm
I love this. Frankie forks Big Joey! Did you leave a word out in the 4th line?
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May 22, 2013 at 7:19 am
Thanks, Susan. Yep, I left a word out. Crap. when I lay a goose egg, it might as well be a BIG one. I’m going to fix it. Darn.
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May 21, 2013 at 9:58 pm
Really good, Tess. Created excellent tension.
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May 24, 2013 at 8:39 pm
My mind is wandering into strange places. Thanks, Paulette.
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May 22, 2013 at 1:47 am
Well that’s one way of keeping customers away! Nice one Tess.
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May 24, 2013 at 8:38 pm
I guess they better get that bleeder out of there, eh?
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May 22, 2013 at 3:14 am
Oh man!!!
I can see the whole scenario 😉
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May 24, 2013 at 8:38 pm
Am I losing it or what? I’ve never been so mean.
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May 25, 2013 at 1:20 pm
I have to admit, I’m not usually mean either, but these days, people just don’t bring out the best in me!!
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May 31, 2013 at 8:55 pm
No dispute there.
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May 22, 2013 at 7:19 am
Fun Post!
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May 24, 2013 at 8:37 pm
Fun writing too.
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May 23, 2013 at 5:23 am
Nice one! I love your little stories!
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May 24, 2013 at 8:37 pm
You are sweet, Rose. Thank you.
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May 23, 2013 at 6:50 am
Oh my, Tess he forked him! Great use and great build up!
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May 24, 2013 at 8:36 pm
Sometimes I entertain the most weird scenarios. Thanks, Valentine.
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May 24, 2013 at 4:40 pm
My goodness, this is really excellent! I wish all writers were this concise, and I wish I could write such snappy dialog! 🙂
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May 24, 2013 at 8:35 pm
Thank you, Laura for dropping by and commenting.
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June 8, 2013 at 10:49 pm
So much more maniacal than the routine stabbing.
xxx
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June 10, 2013 at 6:49 pm
I suppose the guy in the shiny suit couldn’t take it like he could hand it out. Ha-ha.
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July 20, 2013 at 3:59 pm
Heh. I love this. Made me smile. The ending was pretty funny. 😆 Reminded me of the Sopranos, John Gotti, that type of thing.
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July 20, 2013 at 5:10 pm
You know, now that you mention it, I DID have the Sopranos in mind or more like Wise Guys in the gangster movies.
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July 20, 2013 at 5:06 pm
Thank you, thank you. I have always admired and enjoyed reading you work. Nice to see you drop in and comment.
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July 20, 2013 at 5:36 pm
Thank you so much, you’re very kind. I really enjoy your comments, and I really appreciate your support. It means a lot to me. Wanted to reblog this post, but wasn’t sure if that was OK with you. Is it? I can delete the link and then just put in a reblog. You have a knack for writing, for humor. I enjoyed looking through your blog.
You should try the Trifecta writing challenge (hint hint, gentle nudge 😉 ). There’s one on till this Sunday at 8PM Eastern, and you only have to write thirty words (plus three that they give you that you have to use in your piece). Try it, I think you’d be really good in it. You could really win. 🙂
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