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The Strange Specialty: Flash Fiction

Updated on December 14, 2016
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The first step is to know what you do not know. The second step is to ask the right questions. I reserve the right to lean on my ignorance.


One day I was out hunting. I had with me my favorite weapon. A sawed-off shotgun. Silver with a mother-of-pearl stock. Ergonomic grip. Luxurious texture. It was the kind of implement that, whenever I was holding it, felt, somehow, like it was holding me in return. I call her Lucille.

I was walking along, letting chance show me my quarry. Then I heard the sound: a kind of syncopated honking and squealing. I got into a crouch, cautious, for there are dangers in the wicked woods. All of my senses electrically alive, I went in search of the source of the sound.

I made my way through the brush and found it. And what I found were two enormous, wild pigs doing it! I was but a couple of yards away, but under the circumstances, they took no notice of my presence. They had far more immediate, ecstatically urgent business to attend to.

I put my lips on Lucille and whispered: "That's quick work, girl. Here's dinner!"

I crept a little closer, aimed, and prepared to squeeze the trigger. But then a thought occurred to me. "You cad!" it said. "Let them have their moment."

I obeyed my better judgment and hung back and waited. I watched them doing it, almost reverently. My patience was rewarded.

When they were finally finished, when they had at last disengaged themselves, just as they had completely separated their bodies... I ran up close and shot both animals in the head. Tore half their faces off. Never knew what hit them.

I stood over them and said: Thank You and Your Welcome.

"Thank You," I said because of the sacrifice the two beasts had just made so that my kind could go on living.

"Your Welcome," I said because I had forever frozen them in time, in the time of life's most supreme triumph, the victory of pleasure over pain.

I had an epiphany. From that day forward, whenever feasible, I liked to take my prey in coupling pairs like this.

Wild pigs. Deer. Bears. Humans...

I am always deliberate. I am always patient. I am always respectful, indeed reverent. I am always polite.

I never forget to say "Thank You," and "Your Welcome."

The End.


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      William Thomas 3 years ago from That Great Primordial Smash UP of This and That Which Gave Rise To All Beings and All Things!

      @Frank Atanacio: Did I throw you for a loop, there? Good! Thank you for saying so.

      Take it easy. :)

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      William Thomas 3 years ago from That Great Primordial Smash UP of This and That Which Gave Rise To All Beings and All Things!

      @Availiasvision: Thank you so much for stopping by and commenting. Your kind compliment does me a great honor indeed! Thanks again.

      Take care. :)

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      Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton

      crazy my friend.. humans too? damn im gonna lock my windows and doors next time im in that state of flexibility...LOL the only Lucille I want around will be telling me whose ur mama? LOL

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      Jennifer Arnett 3 years ago from California

      Looks like you have the beginnings of the next great fictional psychopath. The best Antagonists are the ones that have a perfectly rational reason for their irrational behavior.