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October 10, 2014

Circus clowns visit sick boy. CC photo Boston Public Library.

“Targets?” The leader, Bozo asked.

“Location and condition confirmed, check.” Soupy replied waving a marked map.


“Operational, check.” Midget flourished the wildly colored, gigantic syringe.


“On-line, check.” Slappy steadied the floating empty fifty-gallon drum.


“Full deception mode engaged, check.” Rex raised his dog paw.

“Prep list for surgical procedure?”

“Completed, check.” They chorused in unison.

Five clowns fumbled and stumbled into the boy’s room. Poking and shoving, performing slapstick antics, laughing and joking all the while.

Little Billy’s solemn face lifted and then broke out in a great beaming smile.

Bozo honked his big red nose.

Suck” Machinery whispered into action.

Their job finished, one by one the aliens clambered into the tiny vehicle and left Earth far behind them. Bozo slapped the burbling container strapped next to him in the spaceship disguised as a clown car affectionately. “We’re going to make a fortune boys, there’s nothing more precious than the belief of a child!”

156 Words in response to Flash! Friday-Vol 2-44, 150 word limit (10-word leeway), Dragon’s Bidding: Surgery

  1. TheImaginator permalink

    Fantastic last line 🙂

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