A bit late this week with my 100 word story for this week’s Friday Fictioneers.
Who Needs To Fly
Why me? Everyone else gets the regulation two wings, I end up with three of the bloody things! I know what you’re thinking – that extra wing must be so useful. Increased speed, greater manoeuvrability …… if only. The trouble is I can’t get the buggers coordinated. Try as I might its impossible to control all three at the same time. I spend most of my time twirling around, helplessly, in spiralling circles. So that’s it, I’m through with all this flying business. I’m going to have the things surgically removed and settle down, here on Earth, as a mere mortal.