The Dare

And we’re back to the wonderful world of Friday Fictioneers. This week’s image looks a bit nasty, and I chose to stay away from horror for that very reason. Still, I hope you enjoy.

Thanks to Madison Woods for hosting this little gathering, and to you for reading.

As always, comments, criticism, and half drunken rants are not only welcome, they’re encouraged.

The Dare

Billy plucked a juicy grub from the dirt; it wiggled helplessly on his open palm. “Dare ya!”

Eddie shook his head. “No way!”

“You’re such a panzy.”

“I am not!”

“You’re nothing but a big ol’ chicken!” Billy tucked his hands under his armpits and flapped his elbows. “Bawk, bawk, bawk!”

“Fine! Give it to me.”

Billy extended his arm and opened his clenched fist. A handful of guts oozing from the squashed bug greeted the boys. Billy squealed with delight.

Eddie’s lunch pressed at the back of his throat, begging to be released.

“Well go on. Eat it, wuss!”

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