The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Copyright Kent Bonham
The Grand Opening
“Excuse me!” Stacy kept her head down as she pushed through the crowd. She just had to be at the store’s grand opening. If only this had been winter, she could have hidden under a coat and hat until she got inside. Soon she’d be around people of her own kind, with similar interests, and they could talk without anyone gawking.
She stepped into the shop. In a moment lasting forever, she saw everyone stop talking, turning to look at her. Stacy blushed as red as the Star Trek uniform she wore.
“Trak, not Trek? Not a Star Trek store?”
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Love it!
I would have been confused, too. I always wanted to wear one of those red uniforms. Great story!
So easy to confuse the two words: Trek, Trak! Stacy’s favorite color was red, anyway.
The sort of thing I’d do! Love it.
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Whoops. Good and humorous story, Tresha. 😀 — Suzanne
LOL
Hilarious! Great job! I felt her embarrassment!
Too funny! I love this story. Trekkies feel right at home with other Trekkies, but they must feel more than a bit odd when they are all by themselves… 🙂
Yes, that red uniform stands out, when it’s the only one.
As any solo red uniform would…
Wonderful. Thanks for the chuckle, I love it.
Oh the poor girl. What a disappointment. Fun story – I love the ending.
Trekkies: like paedophiles, only content in each other’s company.