The Daily Grind – Random Fiction 1

BUZZ! BUZZ! RING! RING!

Rusty cursed the thought of waking up before the sun had arisen. He slapped the off button on his alarm clock and pulled himself out of bed.

Without time to even eat breakfast, Rusty hopped into his car and ate a granola bar on his way to work. He had to force his eyes to stay open.

Arriving at work, he parked the car and entered into the building.

When his six hours of strenuous and boring work was finally behind him, he clocked out and began his trip back home.

“I think I’ll do something productive today.” Thought Rusty as he sits on his couch watching anime on Netflix.

Before long Rusty took a shower, shaved his hairy face, and laid out his work clothes, ready for tomorrow.

“I’ll do something productive after work tomorrow.” Said Rusty, finishing up his anime marathon.

BUZZ! BUZZ! RING! RING!

“Morning already…”

Rusty got dressed and drove to work. Once more doing his part at work until he could finally go home.

“I worked hard today. I’ll do something productive tomorrow.” Said Rusty, pulling up Netflix.

And though it only seemed like minutes, Rusty’s day was gone in a flash. He went about his before bed routine and got everything ready for work tomorrow.

BUZZ! BUZZ! RING! RING!

Rusty opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling and thought to himself, “Adulting sucks.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dog Day – James and Derek

James threw the front door open and slammed it behind himself in great hurry.

His chest rose with every deep, stressed breath he took. He’s covered in mud and dirt and his clothes are filthy and torn.

“Have another run I’m with your biggest nemesis the dumpster?” Asked Derek, who’s sitting on the couch with his best friend Alexis (they are watching horror movies).

Alexis giggled.

“No!” James said. “There’s this stupid stray dog down the road and every time I walk by on the way home he attacks me.”

“It was bad enough when people bullied you but now even dogs are doing it.” Derek said.

“It’s getting really old and I’m running out of good clothes.” James sulked, collapsing on the couch beside Alexis.

“Have you tried keeping dog biscuits in your pocket?” Alexis asked.

“Yeah. Needless to say the walk home was quite breezy.” James stated, shuddering at the memory.

“I can take care of the problem.” Derek said as he stuffed his face with buttery popcorn.

“How?” Asked James.

“I can’t give away my dark secrets.” Derek stated. “Now leave us alone before you start crying in fear of the movie.”

The next day James, who has prepared himself for an attack by wearing several layers of winter coats, gloves, and more, began to walk the dreaded path that was home to the vicious large bulldog.

Ten steps in then danger zone and still nothing charging after him.

By the time James arrived at the house, he was pleasantly surprised that Derek was actually able to fend off that bulldog.

“Derek,” James began after stepping inside, “I can’t believe you actually — WHAT THE HECK IS THAT MONSTER DOING HERE?”

Derek is in the kitchen, making a milkshake and standing beside him is the exact bulldog that attacks James every day.

“That’s Stalker. He’s my new pet.” Derek said, petting the dog apparently named Stalker.

“…You’re joking, right?” Asked James.

“Why would I be joking?” Derek responded.

“You can’t bring a stray vicious dog in the house!” James said.

“He’s not vicious.” Derek pat Stalker’s head, then Stalker barked and rolled over for a belly rub.

James stared at Derek. “I’m not cleaning up after him.”

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Mysterious Lilies

So the usual blend of Lilies here are orange and yellow. That’s how it’s always been. But mysteriously this year the yellow has turned pink? Not sure how that is, but they are nonetheless still nothing but eye candy to me. [Of course, before the pink began to wilt]

It’s been a while since I’ve posted, and I know this isn’t my usual post, but things have been rather busy lately. I’ll try to post more flash fictions in the near future, but until then enjoy these lilies. 

Mr. Weights for Women – Peter

Peter entered into the local gym wearing a tank top and green basketball shorts. Over his shoulder is a small towel and on his right hand a spray bottle.

Making his way to the bench press, he set aside his towel and bottle then proceeded to add fifty pounds to either side of the forty-five pound bar.

After that he sat on the bench press and took hold of his spray bottle which is full of normal water.

He doused his pits, face and hair with water, giving the impression he’s sweating from a long workout. He also sprayed his chest.

Now he laid across the bench press with both hands firmly holding onto the bar.

Now he waited.

He nonchalantly glanced out the window and his eyes behold a gorgeous blonde. Due to her athletic wear, he knew she came to workout.

The moment he heard the door open up, he pushed the bench press bar up slightly, and let it drop back into place loudly.

“One hundred!” He exclaimed as if he were working out for hours. He sat up and said, “Finally, one hundred reps.”

“Oooh, impressive.” The blonde said. She smirked, “You have to show me how you do it! Just one more.”

Peter mentally punched himself in the gut. “Uh, alright…”

He laid back down and Grabbed hold od the bench press bar. He was barely able to heave it, and once it fell to his chest he couldn’t move — or breath.

The girl laughed loudly then effortlessly lifted the bar up and put it back in its place. “If you’re going to fake out working out for woman, you could at least hide the spray bottle.”

Peter fell to the floor and pounded it with his fist. “…Man she was hot.”

Summer Pool Fool – Derek, Peter, and James

“Wahoo!” Peter cried of joy after jumping off of the highest diving board and making a perfect sploosh.

“Told you it was awesome!” Derek said vigorously.

They gave a high five which only served to splash water in both of their eyes. They both shouted and desperately tried to rub the chlorine out.

“That’s why I wear goggles.” James said, floating next to them.

“James, you gotta try the highest diving board, it’s insane.” Peter said.

“I won’t even do the shortest diving board, what makes you think I’d do the highest?” James questioned.

“Come on Mr. Goggles. If you won’t go, we’ll take you there.” Derek said.

James protested non stop as his two older brothers took him by the arms and literally dragged him to the ladders and carried him up to the highest diving board.

They blocked the ladder so he was forced to jump if he wanted to get down.

“Only one way down, bro!” Peter laughed.

“I hate you guys.” James deadpanned.

“Love you too.” Derek said.

James gulped and peered down the edge of the diving board. He figured he shouldn’t be seeing three of the same pool.

“Do it before the sun burns you, we all know how sensitive your pale skin is!” Peter teased loudly.

“I hate you guys so much.” James repeated.

Standing with knobbly legs, James took a deep breath and loosened himself for a jump.

3, 2, 1…!

After only one jump, James lost his footing on the board and slid off, landing on the board below it which knocked the air out of him. He slid off that one and fell in the pool with a splash so small a sick chihuahua could’ve achieved greater than it.

The entire public pool erupted in laughter as James climbed out of the pool, wrapped a towel around his waist, and stormed toward his house.

Derek was still laughing even after Peter had settled.

“How long do you think it’ll take before he realizes he forgot something?” Derek asked Peter as he held up James’ sopping wet blue and white swim trunks.

“He’ll never swim again!” Peter laughed.

Slicing for Dummies – Guild Training II

“Swordsman,” Said Cedric, a rather small built man. He’s not short, his overall body mass is only small. “Give me your undivided attention, if you will.”

Every first year Swordsman brought their attention to Cedric, and through their initial expectation of him, they were sorely surprised. Most figured he’d be big and bulky, full of muscle and girth. Others thought him to be rugged and mean, like a pirate of the seas.

“That’s the legendary Captain Cedric we’ve been told about?” Questioned Anthony of Gem Guild. “Kind of a let down.”

“I kinda expected him to be, I dunno…more buff and handsome.” Shrugged Tina of Stone Guild.

“Guys, they do say big gifts come in small boxes.” Said Cole, a bit more optimistic than the rest of the first years.

“It’s packages, not boxes.” a second year named Gabe mentioned. “Nevertheless you three shouldn’t question Captain Cedric.”

“I wasn’t questioning him, merely a misconception of what I had thought he would be like.” Anthony said.

“Behold the practice dummies,” Cedric said, holding out his arm toward a line of wooden and stone practice dummies. “Using these bad boys you’ll practice some basic sword skills.”

A third year stepped up to one of the stone dummies, readied his stance, and within the blink of an eye he sliced across the dummy, effectively cutting clean through it’s left shoulder to its right leg.

Scattered applause sounded (as well as some female Swordsman giggling lovingly at his performance).

“And as Steven just demonstrated, with much practice, a swordsman can accomplish great things.” Said Cedric. “First and second years follow me.”

He led the group to an area surrounded with cloth dummies, each has a unique face drawn on their heads. Cedric chuckled. “Oh, Emmie.”

He turned to the group. “Your task is simple. Use the blade of your sword to cleanly remove the head of the dummy in one stroke.”

“That’s child’s play.” scoffed Anthony.

Cedric raised an amused brow. “Care to offer us a demonstration?” he asked.

Anthony, feeling big and proud, approached the cloth dummy and unsheathed his short bronze short sword. With all of his might he swung his blade toward the dummy.

The impact through Anthony off balance and he fell to the ground. His blade bounded after the first and second years. They all gasped, Tina cowered. The tip of the blade dug into the earth only a foot from Bay, to which he sighed of relief and passed out.

Cedric shook his head. “Moxie can only get you so far, Anthony. Who would like to try next?”

Tina had a swing at it. She was able to keep control of her stance as well as the sword, but the blade became lodged in the wooden neck of the dummy. “Oh, well that’s not good…”

“I just have to hit it hard…” Cole thought to himself. He approached the wooden dummy, which was staring at him with it’s crooked smile and badly drawn eyeballs.

It looked kind of freaky.

Grunting loudly, Cole swung at full force and whacked the dummy as hard as he could. After the neck remained intact he swung again. And again. And finally after the fourth swing, the neck tumbled to the ground.

“I-I did it!” Cole huffed.

“Nope.” Cedric said plainly.

“Whaddyou mean? I cut his head off!” Cole said, confused.

“No, you butchered his head off.” Cedric held the head of the dummy up. It’s wooden neck was as frayed as one could get a wooden neck to be. “Secondly, I said to do it in one stroke. It took you four.”

Cedric unsheathed his glorious silver blade. He came unto a group of dummies, and after a deep breath, cleanly cut all four of the dummies heads off swiftly. The cut was so clean that the wooden necks looked like they had been sanded.

“Wooow.” Said Tina with sparkles in her eyes.

Cole didn’t say anything. He was both astonished and felt out played.

“Big whoop. With that fancy blade of yours it shouldn’t be too tough to do it.” Anthony said.

With a motion of Cedric’s hand, all of the second years came unto a cloth dummy. All but one of the second years (the one being Bay,) cleanly and quickly cut the heads off of the dummies. They used bronze swords, just as the first years.

“I hit it as hard as I could,” Said Cole defensively, “but I wasn’t strong enough. It’s impossible.”

“Not if you do it right.” Cedric said. “You’re all relying on power too much. It’s about speed and precision, not how hard you can swing a blade.”

Tina finally freed her blade from the dummy. “But if you don’t hit it hard, than how could it possibly cut through?”

“Just trust me.” Cedric said.

Heeding his advice, Cole took his blade and approached another dummy. He swung fast and cut the arm off of it. “I got the arm!” he excitedly said, jumping up for joy.

“But he said cut the head off.” Anthony mentioned, giving it another try. Only he cut the lower half of the dummy, which made the entire thing fall on top of him.

Cole laughed and Tina giggled.

Tina tried once more and she cut the other arm off.

“Between the three of you, you’ve successfully cut everything except for the neck.” Cedric said, rather humored.

After many tried attempts, Cole was the first to successfully cut the head off of a dummy in one stroke. While not as clean of a cut, still a successful attempt.

“Very nice, Cole. Cut ninety-nine more heads off and you’ll be finished with practice.”

The three first years gasped in shock and surprise.

“NINETY-NINE? Are you mad?!” Tina suddenly shouted out.

Everybody except for Cole, Tina, and Anthony erupted in laughter.

“Just jesting,” laughed Cedric. “It’s recommended you fell five heads each, but regardless our training will be over in thirty minutes.

After recovering from the shock, the three began trying to fell dummy heads as quickly as they could.

By the thirty minute time up, Tina actually made it to the top with eight felled heads. Cole barely passed with five heads, while steamy Anthony only managed two heads.

Cedric blew into his whistle and said, “Excellent work, everyone! First years, be ready for more later today. Hey Bay, thank you for not mistaking anybody for a dummy this time.” He clapped his hands. “Training over!”

Welcome to Guild Camp – Guild Training I

Five groups of guild warriors in-training are bundled together as they listen to the camp Chieftain, Mason Sledge, make some pre-quest announcements.

Most of the trainees are bored to death, fiddling with their weapons as they wait for the boring announcements to end.

“Always exercise caution when dealing with monsters.” Said Mason cautiously. “Being a Guild Warrior isn’t a game. If you die, you are dead. No coming back.”

A particular black haired member of the Carbon Guild scoffed and whispered, “You don’t say, old man.”

His four colleagues laughed out loud to purposefully disrupt the announcements.

They hushed after a devilish look from Mason.

“This year we have five new guilds ready for training. I’ll go over the guild names, their leaders, and then Kathryn will explain your training schedules and class captains.” Mason unrolled a parchment and began to read off the newbie guild names as is;

Quartz Guild, Leader Thomas,
Carbon 
Guild, Leader Barrett,
Gem 
Guild, Leader Courtney,
Stone Guild, Leader Ashton,
Mineral Guild, Leader Cole.

As Cole’s name was spoken out, he grew a cheesy grin and scratched the back of his neck. A girl with pink pigtails began to bounce in excitement.

“We’re gonna be the best guild there ever was, right guys?” Said Cole, turning to his team. On his back is a bronze sword and shield which makes him part of the guild class, Swordsman.

Every team member of any guild is part of one of the twelve guild classes. Each member trains in their class through specialized training programs designed with their class in mind.

“That’s a motivating mindset.” Said Aaron Hawks with a nod of his head. He’s the guild’s Archer, who specializes in bows and nature survival.

“We’ll have to give it our all to accomplish that.” Said Kelsey. She’s a petite woman and the guild’s Medic, so she obviously trains in medicines, medical assistance and herbs.

Gray didn’t speak a word, merely giving out a cold stare. He’s the secluded member. His class is the Chemist, which is a class where users manipulate magical power such as fire (this power is called the “Forsis of Nature”) using a mechanical wrist device named a Castor.

“Sounds good to me, chief. When can I pummel something with my axe?” Said Nella the Axe Wielder. An Axe Wielders only goal is to annihilate their foes. Nella in particular has an appetite as strong as her axe.

“Yay, that’ll be so awesome, I can’t wait!” Shouted Melanie as she still continued to bounce in sheer excitement, her pink pigtails bouncing with her. She’s a Troubadour which is a unique class that mixes magical singing abilities and dangerous physical combat with whips.

That’s the entirety of Mineral Guild. A fledgling group of hopefuls (and one less-than-hopeful) who want to one day graduate guild camp and become an official guild who will be sent off to protect those in need.

“How pathetic, those Mineral’s.” Said the black haired man from before. His name is Barrett and he’s of Carbon Guild. On his back is a semi-auto rifle, and strapped to his belt is an assortment of grenade bombs. This makes him of the Gunner class.

“But wouldn’t that be a good thing? It’ll make things easier for us.” Said Xeyla with folded arms. She’s a Jinx, a class that specializes in crippling hexes and curses that are to be used on opposing forces.

The other members of Carbon nodded in agreement.

Barrett growled as he stared at Mineral guild.

After camp Chieftain Mason finished his announcements, he stepped off the wooden platform and Kathryn, the keeper of Kathryn’s Shoppe, took his place.

“Hello, nice to see this years new bunch of guilds!” She said cheerfully, her chubby cheeks smiling wide. “I’m Kathryn, the owner of Kathryn’s Shoppe. But I also oversee the request board, which is located outside of my shop.”

She continued, “Every class has their own training schedules and class captains, who will teach you all you need to know. Training is required every day of the week, except Sunday, and you will train twice a day.” She pulled out a worn parchment and began to read off the schedules.

“Swordsman, Medic, and Axe Wielder class, training begins directly after breakfast at nine o’clock. Your captains are Cedric, Mary, and Reggie respectively. At ten…” she continued to list off the schedules of the remaining nine classes.

After the mention of Medic Captain Mary, Kelsey “Squeee’d!” and stood on the balls of her feet. “I’ve read so much about Captain Mary! I heard one time she saved a man who was fatally ill, and they were lost in a forest so all she could use was a stick, a couple of herbs, a parchment of her coat, and her bare hands…” she half whispered. “In the end, once they escaped the forest, they got married. It’s so touching and romantic.”

“That’s…uh, nice?” Cole responded.

“Training will began tomorrow!” Kathryn concluded, rolling up the parchment. “Additionally, any guild who proves capable during the first week of training will be allowed to partake in the initiation quest. More details on that next week!”

The five guilds began conversating with their own team, most expressing concern or pride.

One rather pudgy member of Quartz guild shared, “Just warning you guys, I get extreme gas when I’m feeling pressured.” Which led to the rest of the team groaning loudly.

“I’m ready to take on this measly initiation test, what’s the hold up?” Said Nella loud, clear, and with pride.

“I can’t wait either, it’ll be a blast!” Said Melanie hyper-actively.

“I can’t believe I’m going to be trained under Captain Mary’s own teaching and ways. Maybe one day I’ll save a man’s life with only a stick, herbs, parchment and my own hands. Then we’ll get married and live happily ever after.” Said Kelsey all aflutter, hearts replacing the pupils in her eyes.

“Aren’t you a bit young to be thinking about marriage, you have like ten years before you even can.” Said Cole, an eyebrow raised.

“A bit young?! How old do you think I am?” Questioned Kelsey furiously, pointing an index finger.

Cole blinked and frowned. “Ten? Twelve?”

Kelsey’s face turned pink and her eyes narrowed on Cole. “I’m sixteen, I’m as old as the rest of you!”

Nella laughed. “Sixteen? No way, look at you compared to me or Melanie.” she said teasingly.

Kelsey looked very upset, angry and humiliated.

Cole began to wave his arms defensively and said, “No worries, Kelsey. An honest mistake, you look just fine!”

Gray’s face practically said, ‘These guy are a bunch or morons.’

“Your only saying that because you feel bad.” Kelsey said.

Nella was still laughing, and Melanie joined her as she was innocently unaware how it made Kelsey feel.

“Okay everybody, settle down!” Aaron said, unimpressed with the behavior of his team members. “This isn’t reassuring progress of team work.”

“We’re just playing around.” Said Melanie.

“Playing around at the expense of Kelsey’s feelings.” Cole stated.

“Huh?” Melanie frowned, confused.

“Please. You did it first.” Nella folded her arms.

“I didn’t know any better. You did so on purpose.”

“Guys. Please, let’s just drop it. You’re acting like children.” Aaron said firmly yet collected.

Chieftain Mason returned to the wooden platform to make one last announcement. “Those are all the rules and guidelines to this camp. You can always consult your guild guide booklet if you have any questions. Dinner will be an in hour, and until then you should go to your designated cabin and make yourself at home.”

Each guild set off for their cabins. There was at least twenty-five cabins in the area, built to form a circle and each cabin face inward to the circle. A dirt trail from each of the cabin’s main door leads to the center of the circle where a stone wall holding a flower bed full of pink and yellow flowers, and a flag pole resides. The official camp flag waves valiantly in the breeze.

 

This was only the first of many cabin areas.

Each occupied cabin has a sign hanging over the wooden deck that has the guild’s name carved into it. At least fifty percent of the cabins are owned by guilds who are into their second year of camp or more.

Each cabin has four rooms. The main room which holds a two three person couches, a small table for six, a coffee table for the couches, and a small cooling cabinet (which could only preserve food for up to three days.) The left and right rooms are lodging for the boys and girls respectively, and each hold as many beds and dressers needed by the guild occupying it. The last room is a small bathroom.

After securing their things and beds in their cabins, meeting up with the other guilds (including those who are up to their final fourth year,) and enjoying a delicious chicken and bread dinner, every guild returned to their cabins to sleep and prepare for their very first day of training.

There were some complications doing so for some, as Melanie found it suitable to talk to Nella and Kelsey all night, Gray and Hawk had difficulty due to Cole’s snoring, and of course everybody at the Quartz cabin were holding their noses and coughing due to the pudgy one’s gas.