Gingham
A Micro Heist
"Our objective is simple, boys."
Colonel marched up and down the line, his expression the epitome of calm authority. No one looked away. Not a single soul. Colonel's speeches never failed to captivate.
"We march straight up to the vault, right under the sentries' noses. There's no way they'll notice all of us."
"What happens if we're caught?" Tiny's voice shook with a noticeable tremble. The tell-tale sign of a rookie. All of the veterans rolled their eyes, but Colonel never skipped a beat.
"It's simple, Tiny. You die. But at least you die knowing it was all for a good cause. What's my motto, boys?"
"Great reward requires great risk," they all chanted as one.
A flash of pride glimmered across Colonel's mouth, there one moment and gone the next.
"We all knew the risk when we signed up for this. It's a sacrifice we're all prepared to make, because the loot in that vault is enough to set us up for the rest of our lives. So let's do this, boys! For Queen and Colony!"
***
Annie glanced down at the gingham blanket beneath her and cringed. "Ew! Ants!" she squawked, squishing two of them beneath her thumb.
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Kelly Robertson
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Comments (7)
Very clever, love this take in the challenge 😁
Oh they were ants!!! Who didn’t make it. They knew the risk lol Fantastic story!
Lol, I wonder if one of them were Tiny 🤣 Loved your story!
That was pretty damn unexpected. Great entry and great writing!
I liked it!
Oh, I love this, Kelly! 🥹❤️ Really clever; I enjoyed the twist at the end! Amazing work!
Lol. This is great. Well done.