Hello all. Here’s a quick Flash Fiction bit I’ve bashed together for a challenge set on Chuck Wendig’s blog – Terribleminds.
The gist of it is to write a 250 word character description, or a short scene introducing a fresh character. Next week someone else can choose one of these characters, and write a story with them.
I’ve written a short scene to give a taste of the character, but I don’t expect anyone to write following on from this necessarily. Leaping to a different chronological point, changing the zombies to aliens, or throwing her into a different world altogether would all be great, the main thing is the character.
Okay, without further ado…
Chastity Jones stashed her tips. These were the last she’d need, enough dollars to buy one ticket. Just her, not the boyfriend. Venice, Zurich, or Paris, anywhere but the doomed U.S. of Z. Still, her shift wasn’t over. Ribs and cheese-fries to serve.
She checked her reflection before heading back. Peroxide blue hair and enamelled X-men nails, the quietest part was the Hooters uniform.
Chastity sidled up to the new-girl as she struggled with the register, her customer irate. “Let’s fix this.”
The customer left, the girl got her tip, even tried to give it to Chastity. She refused.
Later they sang happy birthday. The girls rubbed shoulders, trying to put the family in ‘family restaurant’. The birthday girl, a rosy-cheeked toddler, smiled so hard she missed blowing out the sparkler.
The response seemed off, and Chastity looked around.
A fist was thrown, and bodies collided. Alarming, not unheard of, but then the blood…
She grabbed a co-worker. “Dial 911.”
One man started eating the other, right there in the aisle between booths. Entrails amidst peanut shells and serviettes.
Customers trampled each other to escape, and Chastity’s thoughts tumbled as well. Zombies meant an outbreak. Outbreaks meant quarantine. The cash under her mattress would be useless. Ashes.
One thought remained, as she grabbed a bullwhip from the wall décor. That little child, crying alone at the table, ice-cream cake already melting.
Chastity grabbed the new-girl, and shoved an extinguisher into her hands. “Let’s fix this.”
Thanks for reading.