[Fiction] Friday Challenge for December 19, 2008:
Write a short scene, with exactly two characters that involves a terrible Christmas (or similar holiday) present.
| A: | What is it? |
| B: | He called it an “object duh art”. |
| A: | That’s cute. |
| B: | That?! |
| A: | No…that he tried to say it in French. |
| B: | That’s what saved me? |
| A: | What did? |
| B: | His “French” pronunciation…he thought that’s what I was laughing at. |
| A: | OK…so…objet d’art…But what is it? |
| B: | I didn’t have the heart to ask him. |
| A: | Is there a tag? |
| B: | No. |
| A: | Where did he get it? |
| B: | At an art festival. |
| A: | He went to an art festival. |
| B: | Yep. |
| A: | On his own? |
| B: | No. He dragged his friends along with him. |
| A: | You’re kidding. |
| B: | Evidently they stopped at one on the way to one of the games. |
| A: | Now you have to be kidding. |
| B: | He says they were all walking around in football jerseys getting weird looks from the artists. |
| A: | I can imagine. I wish I could have seen that. |
| B: | Me too. |
| A: | So he went to an art festival… |
| B: | Yep…for that. |
| A: | No. Not for that. |
| B: | For what then? |
| A: | If he went an art festival, he went for you. That…was an unintended consequence. |
| B: | … |
| A: | Oh, don’t look so damned giddy. |
| B: | Sorry. |
| A: | So are you going to leave it out? |
| B: | Of course I am. |
| A: | Where? |
| B: | That depends on what it is. |
| A: | … |
| B: | … |
| A: | It might be a pitcher. |
Where Is My Spot? 