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| PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr for Friday Fictioneers |
"Ok, You! Glasses! Get your ass up here and solve this!"
"Schmidt, mm..my name is Schmidt, Sir. "
"Were you a snail in your previous life, walk faster!"
Muffled giggles filled the air.
"You, Angrybird! You are up next. Wipe that scowl and get ready. And ponytail, kill the chuckle, will ya!?"
The giggles got softer. Cheeks flushed. Air was hot.
Next day when the teacher came into class, 'Welcome, Mr. Bleach' was written in bold all over the blackboard. If his face turned pale, nobody knew.
PS : This is a less-than-100-words fiction written for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff.
Dear Sampada,
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like "Mr. Bleach" had it coming. Unique take on the prompt.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander, as the saying goes
ReplyDeleteSounds like a clash of the titans, Mr. Bleach against The Classroom. Can't wait to see what happens next.
ReplyDeleteIf he finds out who was responsible, i wouldn't like to be in their shoes! :-)
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