Dangerous Business

Stories, exactly 100 words long. We had a pile of about 30 words in front of us, and we just took a word or two that stuck out at us, and used that as the inspiration for a drabble. There were some pretty interesting things that came out of it. Apparently they did the same thing last week, I wish I had remembered to go.

Anyway, here are my drabbles.

River Angel

She sat on her rock in the middle of the river. Always waiting for her knight to come. It was promised at her birth. That was thirty-two years ago, and still she waited.

But wait, what was this noise? A clank of metal, the crushing of leaves. Had the day finally come?

Indeed it had, the knight stood before her. He removed his helmet and looked at her, his eyes shining in the afternoon sun. He slowly walked forward, and cupped her face in his hands.

Tears fell down her cheek.
This was the start. Finally, it had come.

Sleep Cook

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I awoke with a start. I had a knife in my hand. Surprised, I dropped the knife and stubbed my toe. Bouncing up and down on one foot and yelping. I just barely missed stepping on the knife.

“WELL?” My wife asked impatiently. I looked around, having no clue what the hell was going on.

Apparently I had been sleep walking, had made my way down to the kitchen, and then started cooking. This was awkward.

I looked adoringly into my wife’s eyes, and said as calmly as I could, “It looks like I’m making breakfast.”