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Friday Night Drabble Party!

ARE YOU READY FOR SOME DRABBLE?

*cue ridiculous theme song music and fake patriotism*

What?

Time for more free micro-fiction, y’all! I’m not gonna shill much except to say thank you to everyone that has picked up Z-Burbia 5: The Bleeding Heartland! It’s charting right now which makes for a happy Jake on a happy Friday!

Now, how’s about we get to the drabble!

Enjoy!

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The Crowd Waited
By
Jake Bible

The gladiators faced each other.

“I don’t want to fight you,” one said.

“I don’t want to fight you, either,” the other replied.

“They’ll kill us if we don’t,” the first said.

“One of us has to die anyway,” the second replied.

“Well, I don’t want it to be me,” the first said.

“I don’t want it to be me,” the second responded.

The gladiators faced each other, neither of them making a move.

“Sooooo…where are we with this?” the first asked.

“Hell if I know,” the second shrugged. “We fight?”

“Do we?” the first asked.

The crowd waited.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Foosball!

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Oh, hello. I didn’t see you there. Come in, come in. What? This? Oh, it’s just the FRIDAY NIGHT DRABBLE PARTY!

Free micro-fiction in your FACE!

How’s ya’ll doin’? Good? Excellent!

Now, as I sometimes do, I have a few announcements before getting into the nitty, the gritty, itty bitty fiction that is tonight’s drabble. What announcements? I’m glad you asked.

Announcement Numero Uno: I’m on the Bram Stoker Awards preliminary ballot! Huzzah! To be more precies, my YA novel, Intentional Haunting, is on the prelim ballot for Superior Achievement in a Young Adult Novel. This is not a nomination, just a preliminary ballot. If I make it to the final ballot then I will be officially nominated. Still, pretty freakin’ cool!

Announcement Numero Dos: Don’t forget that Kaiju Storm is now available. It’s all ebooky and printy and ready for your eyeholes to devour! DEVOUR!

Announcement Numero Tres: Z-Burbia 5: The Bleeding Heartland is published, bitches! Uh, I mean the “bitches” part in a friendly way. We can call each other bitches, right? I think we’re at that point in our relationship. And look at the cover! Suh-weeeeeet! Click that puppy and go get ya some more of the Stanfords and their nightmarish, post-apocalyptic lives!

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Now, onto the drabble!

Enjoy!

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Consider
By
Jake Bible

“Consider what you are about to embark upon,” the colonel said. “This is not a plane ride across the world. This is not a vacation on a cruise ship. This is deep space. And when you wake up, all of your family and friends will be long dead. Even the Earth may not exist anymore.”

They stood there, eyes locked onto the colonel as the man paced back and forth before them. The colonel stopped and turned then looked upon the massive rocketship that stood ready on the launchpad.

“Damn,” he said. “I’d give anything to go with you. Anything.”

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: BITCHES!

 

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Happy 2015, y’all!

The Party is back and there be some micro-fiction in your future!

Know what else is in your future? A $.99 copy of Kaiju Winter! Yep, it’s on sale for the next couple of days at Amazon. Just click the pick and you are good to go! $.99 for giant monsters crawling out of the Yellowstone super volcano to destroy the world! Hells to the yes!

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Now, on to the drabble!

Enjoy!

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A Simple Job
By
Jake Bible

Manozzi looked at the gun in his hand then down at the bleeding body on the ground. It was supposed to be a simple job. A huge payout. A way to get out of the life.

“Just step into the closet,” the egghead had said. “Count to fifty, step out, and kill the first man you see. Don’t hesitate. Just do it. Then step back in the closet, count to fifty, and you’ll be back.”

Manozzi thought it was insane. He doubted every word. But he did as he was told.

And now he was dying at his own feet.

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Cheers!

Kaiju Winter!

Disclaimer: You can’t ever leave the life.

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Happy Holidays, y’all!

This will be the last Party of 2014! Well, not the last “party”, but the last Friday Night Drabble Party. There’s just too much going on in the Bible-Sullivan casa the next couple weeks to keep up with the free micro-fiction. I gots egg nog to drink, yo!

So, in honor of the season that’s the reason for treason (that’s how it goes, right?), I have decided to spread some holiday cheer with a drabble that is sure to upset some. But, hey, it’s the internet, so when aren’t people upset over trivial things?

Hope y’all have a great Holiday season and get lots of goodies for Xmas and Hanukkah, and Kwanza, and Solstice and whatever the Spaghetti Monster peeps get!

Enjoy!

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Going Down In Infamy
By
Jake Bible

“Shit! Did he see us?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

They ran for their lives across the barren, snow-covered landscape.

“Did…did you see them? All those little bodies…stacked up…bleeding.”

“I saw them.”

“How…how could he do that?”

“I don’t know.”

“Sure, we made fun of him here and there, but we make fun of everyone. We were joking! JOKING!”

“I don’t think he cares. That guy has always been off.”

“We have to find Santa.”

“You didn’t see?”

“See what?”

“He was on the bottom of the pile, Dasher! Rudolph stacked the elves on him!”

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Holiday Cheers!

Disclaimer: You better watch out!

Friday Night Drabble Party!

It’s Friday Night Drabble Party featuring the Drabbletastic Dancers!

Okay, sorry, no dancers. I just don’t have the budget for them. You’ll have to settle for me in an elf suit doing an awkward jig.

Hey! Come back! There’s free micro-fiction!

Enjoy!

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Holiday Roast
By
Jake Bible

“Braising is the way to get the meat tender,” Marcus said.

“Pit cooking,” Clyde replied. “Bury it deep with hot coals then don’t touch for twenty-four hours.”

“Too long, man,” Marcus laughed.

“Stew,” Arlene said. “You get meat and veggies in one dish. Easy to freeze.”

“Like we have a freezer,” Marcus smirked.

“Winter is nature’s freezer,” Arlene smiled.

“That’s weeks away,” Clyde said. “Pit cook it.”

“I’m not an it!” Brian whined.

“However we cook it,” Marcus said. “It kinda has to be dead first.”

“Oops,” Clyde laughed.

Arlene and Marcus joined in the laughter.

Brian did not.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: all meat should be cooked to an even temperature of 165 degrees before consuming to avoid illness.

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