Candy’s small kitchen sits outside the CityDomes. Her rare chocolates conjure hidden queues of children every morning. They grin as she hands each their single piece then hurries them on.
A commotion draws Candy’s attention to the front. The kids quieten. She retreats.
A man’s tossing shelves in the dark. He looks weak, but her overlay reveals otherwise.
She’s got strength mods too, except, hers are hidden better.
He spots her and grins.
She brings him down quick, arm tight around his throat, his arm twisted behind. He struggles, then falls silent.
Candy returns soon after, smiling, “who’s next?”
© 2021 Rebecca Glaessner
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In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that features a candy kitchen. You can interpret the phrase creatively or stick to the traditional. Is it sweet? Ironic? Any genre will do. Go where the prompt leads!
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