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Buckaroo Banzai ficlets 1 to 5
using Ficlet 100 table 1 ... Buckaroo Banzai ficlets
using Ficlet 100 table 1 ... Buckaroo Banzai ficlets
Ficlet 100
001 dagger
Buckaroo Banzai.
100 words
gen
I picked it up from its shelf, pulling it from it sheath to show the sharp edge it possessed. I looked at Rawhide, to see his reaction to the knife. It had been given to me as a possession of my father.
Rawhide offered up his arm as I did mine. I cut a fine line, using the skill that I had perfected in the surgery room; a slow draw had blood bubbling up.
I hand the handle to Rawhide and he mimics my move, sporting his own blood line.
We bring our arms together, mixing blood, making blood brothers.
Ficlet 100
002 red
Buckaroo Banzai.
100 words
gen
He had never been so mad. Taking a deep breath and trying to calm himself before he said anything was not quite cutting it at the moment. He had observed members of the institute do some stupid things before but this was end all.
He had heard of the saying seeing red, but this was both physically and figuratively happening to him at this moment.
Someone had painted the World Watch One bus completely in shocking red. You might as well say "here I am" to the enemy.
"I want who did this," Buckaroo said to the crowd around him.
Ficlet 100
003 memory
Buckaroo Banzai.
100 words
gen
I never thought I would forget. This is a first time I find myself not remembering.
I swore to myself I would never forget, but I have.
I look to the picture on my desk, and see the man that made me who I am; in his short time that he was a part of.
His voice has faded from my memory. His hugs are a whisper of what they had been felt to be.
It hurt. I didn't want to forget him. He was taken from me to soon and here we are again, he was leaving me again.
Ficlet 100
004 lost
Buckaroo Banzai.
100 words
gen
It had been there. The screen had been tracking it and then it blinked once, blinked twice, and then disappeared off the register.
The team went on full alert. People typing on computers, people getting on phones with people trying to figure out what hat happened. This was to be a test of speed. How could this happen? What did it mean?
They didn't understand it.
The personnel drew straws on who would tell the General the news. Mike drew the shortest.
With a deep breath he went to the General and informed him, "That they had lost the signal."
Ficlet 100
005 mouse
Buckaroo Banzai.
100 words
gen
(there are other occupants to the Institute. Here is but one other one)
Today I venture from my home. I make sure I stealthily make my way across the fall, being wary of any human that might be around.
I head down the hall and find a door open and venture in. I spy on the table some ribbon that would look good on my wall.
Quickly I make my way up to the table and snatch the bright ribbon. I only have a moment or the humans will find me.
I scurry with my find.
I hear a "mouse" screamed as I hustle down the hall.
I know I can make it.