A few screamed. Most were spellbound. Two in the corner had the rapture. Me, I thought, this doesn’t happen, not when you’re just on an ordinary evening out. A floorshow, sure—that was possible. But not a night sky ablaze with descending lights. I put down my burrito and stared.
In that moment, a hundred futures passed through my mind. A heavenly host come to bear us, the elect, to paradise? Descending flares of a bombardment? First contact?
Yes, first contact. Oh, brave new world! Though the voices spoke no known language, I understood. “Two hundred and ten enchiladas, please.”
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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here
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But, once they’ve eaten their enchiladas, what next? PS I really like the way this story unfolds.
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Thanks so much, Jilly. I appreciate your appreciation of the structuring
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Just aliens coming down for a little takeout.
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Best enchilladas in the galaxy
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What a great little bistro with Mexican so good it has a galactic reputation… Good one.
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Thanks so much, Trent
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Dear Neil,
Guess you could say it was Mexican food that was out of this world. 😉 A new spin on “Take me to your leader.” Left me smiling. Pass the salsa please.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks so much, Rochelle
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Last line left me chuckling. What a first contact that would be.
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Thanks so much, Bear
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LOL
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Thanks, Dawn
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They’ve got taste. Perhaps we are not so different after all!
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The silicon-base life forms have different tastes
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What a punchline, Neil. Had me smiling. I like how you spun the image 🙂
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Thanks so much, Jade
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You’re very welcome.
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Your second paragraph really struck me as it changed from 100 futures and paradise to descending flares of bombardment
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Thanks so much, Alicia
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I knew the aliens would come for the Mexican food. It’s just too difficult to resist. I liked the tension and the relief.
Tracey
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It was a bit mechanical, I know, but thanks for liking it
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No take-away deliveries for aliens. I wonder what was in the burrito, you just can’t trust these new age coffee shops.
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Deliveries only within the local solar system
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Now I know why it takes our food delivers so so long.
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Wonderful, Neil – made me laugh!
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Thanks so much, Liz
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With just 210 enchiladas, I think we can assume they’re travelling light. Very interesting piece.
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Or they may be very small. Thanks so much, Sandra
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What a great read! All that drama, and then 210 enchiladas 🙂
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Bathos
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🙂 Oh, yes, ten enchiladas …
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Coming right up
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😁
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That’ll look really good on their Yelp! page. “Enchiladas worth traversing the universe for.” I agree with the others about how well this unfolded.
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Thanks so much
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Bahahaha. A religious experience or having a reaction to the chillis? Aliens arrive on Taco Tuesday? Love it!
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Thanks so much, Laurie
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i’m wondering what happens next. a trip to the restroom perhaps? 🙂
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Earth had better hope not. Their plumbing is other worldly
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Aliens have good taste! I wonder what their review will be like. They might start an intergalactic thing. All sorts of possibilities for a sequel with this! Nicely done!
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Thanks so much, Fleur
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You’re welcome, Neil 😊
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Ha – great last line 😆
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Thanks so much
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What an entertaining piece. So many twists and turns. What would heaven be without Mexican food?
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It all one big taco joint, heaven
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Great twist on the end. Well done.
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Thanks so much
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I was caught up in the drama, the suspense, and then that last line! Made me chuckle.
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Thanks so much, Brenda
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The aliens know the best of what humanity has to offer.
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Yeah. You can keep your Shakespeare and Beethoven
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