Pocket Monsters

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Pocket Monsters

Later, no one would ever be able to pinpoint when they first appeared. One day they did not exist, and then suddenly they became an internet sensation. Demand went through the roof, and the prices skyrocketed. I mean, who wouldn’t want one.

Eggs, they were. About the same size as those of an ostrich egg, but in all colors and patterns. ‘Place them in your pocket and let them hatch. You’ll soon be the proud owner of your very own pocket monster.’

Kids went wild for them. Not one wanted to be the only one in class without an egg sitting safely inside of their pockets. There were many harassed parents; kids don’t seem to be able to understand the words: ‘We can’t afford it,’ but more and more got to hear those exact words.

There were fistfights, and a sudden resurgence of picking pockets. Just one egg could make enough to buy a house. Honestly, it was like the world had gone mad. And of course with all the battles there were those that fell and smashed, leaving a gooey mess on pavements and floors, but eventually, as with all fads, things began to calm down.

That’s the other thing about kids, they really don’t like to wait. Some, perhaps not realizing their parents had taken out loans and second mortgages, took the eggs out of their pockets and forgot to put them back. They were never left sitting there for long before they made their way into another pocket where they could incubate. One pocket was just as good as any other.

And still there remained the mystery. They shone ever brighter, and the shells grew warm. They brought some welcome heat in the coldness of winter until they all began to simultaneously hatch. Every owner of a brand new pocket monster, brought them out into the air and inspected them. Small creatures, fluffy creatures, and at that time still sleepy creatures. But just like any other newborn, they soon became hungry.

The cries filled the ears and no one knew what to feed the little ones on. Hands went into pockets to offer some comfort, but the pain seared into agony and those hands swiftly withdrew. Some were stripped of flesh right down to the bone, while others were missing an entire finger or two. Needless to say, there was pandemonium!

Those pocket monsters were ousted, dumped and left where they fell, but it didn’t matter any more. They had fed and grown strong. Strong enough to start roaming by themselves and finding their own shelter.

If you happen to be sitting there with open pockets, do yourself a favor and stitch them up tight. Otherwise you might find yourself with a squatter; one that has developed an insatiable appetite for blood.

 


Submitted: November 09, 2020

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Mike S.

a pocket-perfect tale, Hull

Mon, November 9th, 2020 8:09pm

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Thanks, Mike!

Tue, November 10th, 2020 5:57am

Joe Stuart

I would have trouble fitting anything as big as an ostrich egg in any of my pockets, Hully, so I guess I am safe, but you made a good story out of the idea. I am almost afraid to reach into my pocket now through fear of what I might find there--or what might find me!

Mon, November 9th, 2020 10:40pm

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Thanks, Joe. Your comments always bring a smile. I definitely had the idea of something fluffy... with teeth.

Tue, November 10th, 2020 5:56am

moa rider

Yeah that's what I reckon, Mama Hullabaloo, the egg came first! Usianguke

Tue, November 10th, 2020 6:51am

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Ha! It sure did. Thanks, Moa.

Tue, November 10th, 2020 5:55am

H W Lustre

This is a great story. I love stories of this length, quite a craft to tell your story in so few words. A little bit funny; a little bit scary; a little bit disturbing, but more than that, this story could be seen as a metaphor for so much in the World! Quality writing hullabaloo.

Tue, November 10th, 2020 8:24am

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Thanks so much, HW.

Tue, November 10th, 2020 5:54am

ETHAN Writes

Excellent! Brilliant! I truly ADORE your magnificent and amazing stories. Thank you, Hullabaloo! ;-) My NEW favorite!

Wed, November 11th, 2020 3:31pm

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Thanks, Ethan.

Sat, November 28th, 2020 10:45am

Mark A George

Enjoyed it, Hulla! Great idea. I had a sudden image of people removing their pants instead of reaching into their pockets when the little devils hatched. Better to be safe and embarrassed than have your fingers chewed off. Of course that would have taken it in a whole different direction. Hahaha

Wed, November 11th, 2020 8:31pm

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Haha! Thanks for reading, Mark.

Sat, November 28th, 2020 10:44am

eavent

That’s very interesting and well written, I wonder what inspired this?

Fri, November 13th, 2020 5:23pm

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Gizmo was the inspiration behind it, plus a little bit of 'The Edge Chronicles'. Thanks so much for giving this a read.

Sat, November 28th, 2020 10:27am

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