Amereep's Anthology of Flashfics

by Amereep

Sleight of Hand

Author's Note:

June 2021

This prompt looks like a job suited for The Great and Powerful Trixie to proclaim her skills and might in, but there are just so many problems in doing so.

A magician's bait is their confidence through pulling a performance, which can't be captured in words.
A magician's net is their ability to fool what is being seen, which can't be shown simply through words.
A magician's trophy is their audience seeking an answer, which can't be secured if I'm giving descriptions. 

To top it off, pulling a magic trick on readers is near impossible as all you really have to use is mind-reading tricks, and those don't hold because they're mathematical formulas that can be figured out through a few attempts.

So... how can I pull a sleight of hand that's entertaining?

*Sits quietly as the answer speaks for itself*

...having these before-talks can bring such interesting results.

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Spring Forward, Fall Back

Blatantly I stare at Indigo Zap as she rummages through the newspaper in search of something. I'd help, but I just want five more degrees before getting off my rock.

"Ah-ha! Found it!" Indigo clenches onto a Sunday coupon, then views her alarm clock, "Eight minutes. I can make it!" Zap zips out the door, "Bye, Newton!"

I enjoy my sunbathing in privacy, hearing the birds chirping in victory for surviving Winter.

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Twenty minutes must've passed before I heard Indigo Zap stomping into the room. Observing that scornful look on her face told me everything.

"They were out of donuts," grumbles Indigo, "sold out within the first half-hour." She glares at her alarm clock. Laying a finger on the clock's little hand, she moves it one hour ahead. "Why are we following the Sun's schedule?"

Did she just ask the cold blooded animal the importance of following the Sun?