OK, so I ran out of time and didn’t get home until after the #MenageMonday contest closed. I know I’m not eligible to win anything, but it was such a great prompt, how could I not write SOMETHING?
You can see the full details for future contests on Cara Michaels brilliant blog here.
As requested, here is my “Better Late Than Never” entry for your flash fiction reading pleasure…
The Challenge: 100-200 words
The Phrase: “not normal”
Judges Prompt: beating the Devil at his own game
“Hi. Are you Sarah?”
Sarah’s jaw dropped. When Tiffany said she’d have someone pick her up, she never expected Justin Bieber. He smiled and put on his black driver’s cap and escorted her out to the limo.
“Sarah!” Tiffany hugged Sarah when she climbed into the leather-lined interior of the ultra-plush limo. She was wearing a tiara, a skimpy little dress, and what looked like the biggest diamond necklace ever.
“Yes,” Tiffany screamed and smiled. “Look!” She pointed to the front where Ryan Gosling and Channing Tatum were having an intense argument over abs.
“Um,” Sarah said, “This is…not normal. Am I dreaming?”
“No, silly. You’re not dreaming. All my dreams came true! All I had to do is make one little deal.” Tiffany closed the door and the interior went dark, lit only by running lights and the orange glow of a cigarette in the back. The cigarette’s elderly owner grinned at Sarah. A shiver rolled down Sarah’s spine and turned her guts to ice.
“He’s the devil,” Tiffany waved at him.
“You sold your soul to party with hot guys? Are you crazy?”
“Oh,” Tiffany smiled. “I didn’t sell MY soul.”