Hello, Good evening and Welcome to this motley bunch of chuckleheads who call them selves the Friday Fictioneers. Our leader, Rochelle has the unenviable task of holding us together, as she does every week for as long as I remember, some say she was here at the beginning of the internet, when everything was just code.
The idea is to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, with a beginning, a middle and an end based on the photo below sent in by Roger Bultot (i’m hoping this last line rhymed, its pleasing) So without further ado, I’ll get my thinking cap on and see what I can come up with.
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
The young inherited the Earth, literally. All the grown-ups died of the plague and left the kids scratching an existence.
A diet of Chocolate and fruit pastilles had left everyone with appaling tummy aches and marauding children high on Calpol and frustratingly revolting Pepto-Bismol roamed the streets craving the next sugar rush.
The self-proclaimed King-of-Fuzhou intersection had left his throne on a tip-off; a rival gang had found a stash of Wham-Bars and Popping-Candy, and were exhibiting signs of hyperglycaemia.
The King coldly watched as his Nemesis stumbled, piss dribbling down his legs and collapsed in a sickly smelling heap.
There we are, more depressing future shocks from the ministry of shrawley walks, with an enormous amount of hyphenation, which isn’t cheating really! 100 words on the nose, enjoy folks!
The Count Of North Clifton 
Now that’s a dystopian future like I’ve never seen before
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And let’s hope we never do. I need something good to happen, I seem to be on a bit of a downer at the moment!!
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Bleak. But they’re really not doing any worse than they’re doing in any street corner in San Francisco right now.
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Grim!
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sad, but too believable
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All generations like to think the next will be unable to cope without them, but I suspect the youth of today may make a better job of it than we’re managing at the moment.
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Bring on the sugar wars! How amusing. I can see this as a great cartoon.
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I have a tummy ache just reading all this “food” they are consuming.
Hopefully, the will realise at some point that this is not the way to go. Buahahaha! Right! 😉
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Lord of the Flies meets Willy Wonka.
This is as dangerous as Scottish Butter Tablet!
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There’s dystopia, and then there’s this. This is the second time I’ve read about Wham bars in a week. I’ve never seen them.
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Oh you must get some, you’ll be bouncing off the walls
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A dark dystopian future indeed! Sugar may be the children’s end😳
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hey, i’m looking forward to see what happens when they grow up if they ever do. 🙂
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Thank God I don’t have kids 🙂
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Dear Shrawley,
Lord of the Flies came to my mind as well. A rather bleak future, sugar-coated or not. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle, kind words for a bleak piece
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What a sugar coated story!
And they’d all go down together… Well done.
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Your best line was ‘some say she was here at the beginning of the internet, when everything was just code’ 🤣
Nah, really funny take. They won’t be able to eat hard candy for too much longer, with all that sugar!
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Makes for a good dystopian – children of the Zombies film. Well some of us feel like we are being Zombified. It is true the sugar rush is an addiction and you show us the hidden horror.
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