“Parcels, games, entertainment. Done. Got the coding for decorations? I still couldn’t find it in the system.”
“Found something better. But I’ll need help.”
We finished everything just as guests arrived, entry pad scanning in each individual.
The VIP was en-route, guided by my partner.
We all hid.
When they arrived, the room scanned my partner in first.
VIP in second, “why is it night-time?”
“Surprise!” we said, jumping out.
Atmospheric party lighting activated as our VIP squealed in excitement.
“I’m three now?” our VIP stared, stunned, “are they real balloons?”
“Sure are!” I said.
This piece inspired by the Carrot Ranch’s weekly Flash Fiction prompts:
March 8, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features a balloon. It can be a party balloon or a hot air balloon. How does it add to your story? Go where the prompt leads.
Respond by March 13, 2018, to be included in the compilation (published March 14). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
See the full compilation for this week’s prompt here.