Topiary
“The barista shook his head. That hedge couldn’t have moved closer overnight. Could it?”
Er’el shuddered as the Earthling continued toward the gathering place, glad to no longer be able to read his thoughts. He knew he needed to be careful, when he returned from his nightly wanderings. The barista was correct. He was a few inches off his normal position.
He despised his assignment… transform into an object no one would notice. He wanted to be a tall stately tree nearer the subjects of their survey. But no, his commander liked the shrubs called topiaries, so that’s what he became.
Cataloging those who arrived occupying his attention, Er’el barely noticed an Earthling approaching. Too late he saw the pruning shears coming toward him. Bystanders later swore they heard the topiary screaming while the gardener ran for his life.
Written for the wonderful writing challenge, Mondays Finish the Story. Each Monday, Barbara Beacham posts a picture prompt, along with the first line of the story. The stories must be between 100-150 words and must include the given first line, shown in italics in the story.
Special thanks to Barbara Beacham for sharing her excellent photography skills to provide such challenging prompts. Check out the MFTS blog… some great short stories posted. https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/
Direct link to this week’s stories… http://new.inlinkz.com/view.php?id=541967
Wonderful story! I loved the last line…brilliant! Thank you for another contribution to the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Be well… ^..^
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Thanks so much!! Loved the prompt!!!! See you next week!
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I look forward to what you write next week!
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Haha! That leave such a comical image in my mind. Loved it!
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Glad it made you laugh…. Thanks!
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Brilliant! The little sneaky green alien got his wings (or leaves in this case) clipped a bit…
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Yes, he did! Thanks…. glad you enjoyed!
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Brilliant take on the prompt!
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Thanks!!! Glad you enjoyed!!!
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I loved this one, the commander insisting he be a topiary instead of a tree, I’d run off screaming too…..well done.
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Thank you. So glad you enjoyed!
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Really unique POV main character–that was super clever. Plus you made me laugh out loud, which is always welcome in these flash fiction do-dads. 🙂
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I love that this made you laugh…. that makes me happy! Thanks for reading!
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Good one
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Thanks!!!!
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Ouch! Maybe not the best choice of disguise after all 🙂
Great story!
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Ouch is right…. I decided not to speculate on what the gardener may have snipped off! Glad you enjoyed! Thanks!
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Funny! Very great story 🙂
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Thanks… so glad you enjoyed!!!
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Oh dear, poor little alien. Although that gardener may never be the same! Loved it!
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No, I don’t think he will ever look at a shrub the same way again! Glad you enjoyed! Thanks for reading!
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Some say that plants are very sensitive indeed – even if not being possessed by ‘Aliens’.
Very fun read. Thanks for stopping by my post on the prompt.
(I do hope Er’el recovers! And maybe gets to be a tree… but then he’ll have to watch out for dogs….)
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Poor Er’el…. I think he might have preferred the dog to the garden shears! Glad you enjoyed!
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This made me smile! Good story. Also the gardener cutting the hedge and running away when he heard the screaming. Well written I love it
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Poor Er’el. That may be his last assignment for a while. Humorous and well done, CQ. 😀 — Suzanne
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This story packed a lot of fun is such a short space!
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This was a very fun prompt! Thanks!!!!
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