Hi everyone. Back again for another dose of Friday Fiction, 100 words based on a photo prompt. Just can’t seem to stay away for long. If you’d like to join in and share the addiction, why not have a look at Rochelle’s blog to find out all about it. Thank you to John Nixon for the wonderful photo.
Copyright John Nixon.
The Piano
A wave of silence swept over the astounded audience, broken only by the steadily decreasing footfall of heavy feet, and the slightly muffled pleas coming from the piano. Even before it could settle, the silence was replaced by another wave; one of cheering and clapping so unrestrained as to be heard in the nearby streets.
They really hadn’t liked the clown. He was vulgar and amateurish, and quite possibly drunk. So after he invited the local celebrity linebacker up on stage to assist him, and then tried to hypnotise him into dancing like a chicken, the outcome was hardly unexpected.
Write On Dude! 
And the message is… don’t mess with a linebacker. 🙂 Nice one.
The same kind of thing can result when a linebacker is called chicken.
He deserved every note.
… and TOUCHDOWN! Both for the story AND for the clown. After that, I’m sure he’ll be breathing out the wrong end.
Fantastic!
Love how your clown ended up there – a night to remember for the audience.
Never piss off a member of the football, squad, darling — everybody knows that!
Oh, NOW I understand how he got in there! I like the contrast of heavy footsteps and muffled pleas, and the suspense of wondering why the footsteps are heavy (I think the photo makes the muffled pleas completely understandable!)
Nice twist.
LOL, LOL! I like the muffled pleas.Oops!
Dear Pete,
Love it when you drop by and share. This is no exception. I’m sure that’s one clown who’ll be more careful about who he messes with next time. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Okay, now that was good.