OK Friday Fictioneers. I know that by the mere fact that I’m “mashing” these two prompts together, I’m foregoing any publishing possibilities. But still I felt strongly enough that you should all know of Red’s “Flash In The Pan” series, as I see this as a worthwhile endeavor, deserving of your unbridled talent. That being said, here’s my response to both Flash In The Pan‘s “Regress” prompt, as well as this week’s Fictioneer photo:
He couldn’t quite explain it, but disdain was exactly what his mouth tasted at that very moment.
The dull roar of clamoring footsteps, in slow regress through the main hall, made him simply want to scream while listening inattentively to the thick accent standing before him. It muttered under muddy breath, “Von Stoffen.”
What in the hell sort of name was that? Stupid krauts. Every last one ‘em would be looking for a handout. He knew it.
Scribbling hurriedly on the form, he barked dismissively, “Well now you’re ‘Stover.’ NEXT!”
Disdain. Yep, he could taste it.
PS: My thanks to you both, Red and Rochelle, as any excuse to use The Pogues for my song of the day, is a worthy excuse indeed ;)