No Go – Crimson’s Creative Challenge #124

Went through some of my pictures and came up with an idea to go with Crispina’s picture. Then the idea didn’t really go anywhere, so I decided to, once again, piggyback onto Na’ama’s lovely story.  Consider it part two to her part one. Found here. Crispina says we are to have fun, fun, fun… so I did, did, did!

No Go

“Aaron.  What the hell are you doing?”

“Well, Ella, I’m helping to ‘make it work’ as you said when we got here. I know the stairs are steep and I know they are rotted but you know it’s just a question of time before some curiosity seekers decide to risk it.  While those who do not know the path won’t find it from below, I figured I’d add a little extra deterrent to those who come from above.”

“I have to admit it’s quite something. The flowers are a nice touch, too.  You’re not worried it almost looks inviting?”

“Nah.  I figure people will admire my structure, wonder what it used to be, take some pictures and keep on hiking.”

“Let’s hope there aren’t others out there who are more inclined to explore…”

“Now who’s being a Negative Nelly?  Don’t worry, we are gonna be fine.”

 

 

The Workout – Friday Fictioneers

Good Friday, mes amis!  I cannot lie.  I was stumped for this one.  Like, totally.  However, I decided to let my mind wander a bit and came up with this silly little one.  Hope it makes you laugh.

Thank you, as always, to the fabulous, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting this shindig weekly.  And this week, my thanks go to Marie Gail Stratford for this lovely photo – even though it stumped me!

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The Workout

Samantha looked up at the building.

“You have lost your mind.  You can’t be serious!”

“Why not?  It’s a great way to get in shape!”

“Dude, we work on the twentieth floor!”

“Right!  Our legs, butts and cardio will be top-notch for our vacation come March!”

“But—“

“No — butts, as in Buns-o-Steel, baby!” Suzie laughed.

“Twice a day, five days a week?”

“Yes, we’ll encourage each other.   We could even do it at lunch—”

“No!  Do not even go there!  Twice per day will be more than enough!”

“I knew you’d come around.  We will totally rock in our bikinis.”