Suzie laughed. “What kind of ridiculous vehicle is this?”
“Don’t laugh, this is an vintage cop car.” Her brother, Sean, snapped.
“Yeah? Were cops responsible of demolitions as well?”
“No, it’s just a design. Now, come on. I got the keys.” He dangled the keys in front of Suzie. He opened the door, slid into the driver’s seat, and jammed the keys into the ignition and turned.
Suzie squeezed her eyes shut as if feared the car would explode but there was no sound. She opened her eyes for just a little. Sean’s brows furrowed and turned again. Still no sound. “Guess it’s broken.” She walked away, laughing out loud.
This story was originally posted on November 6, 2014.
Written for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple, where we are given a photo prompt and we are to write a story in 100 words or less.
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Sisterly Sabotage. Made my giggle đ Awesome Job.
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Thanks! đ Made me laugh too when I was trying to come up with a good title and nothing came to mind.
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Great tale and love the title.
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It seems Suzie was spared some embarrassment. Dialog was great in this one.
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Yinglan, I think whoever gave Sean those keys was playing a joke on him. Poor guy. Well written. đ — Susan
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Thanks! đ I think his sister may have something to do with that.
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Dear Yinglan, Wouldn’t you know that when Sean wanted to show his sister something cool – it wouldn’t start. Poor Sean, and just like a sister, Suzie laughs on cue! Cute story and you are a VERY GOOD WRITER! Nan đ
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Thank you.
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