Jane Doughtery’s picture prompt is
Decluttering
Out in the ocean, there is an archipelago of small evenly-sized islands where the Frngg people live. Each island is home to a Frngg family. Once a family moves in, it stays until either there are no children or there is a serious breach of Frngg etiquette. The list is long and difficult to interpret and the worst infraction is cluttering.
Cluttering involves a failure to (a) keep the open areas tidy and (b) dispose of all unnecessary possessions. Frngg understand there is a premium on space.
Peter Nrrth is different. He likes stuff; from shells on the beach to dead animals that fall from the sky, he has kept everything. The battles with his father and, later, the authorities became the stuff of legend.
Eventually Peter stood in front of the elders and waited for their decision. It was inevitable; it was eviction.
He shrugged. ‘You’ll be sorry.’
The seated judges scowled and told him to remove his possessions forthwith.
‘Nope, you do it.’
And so, on a sunny Thursday, the contractors appeared and filled a barge while Peter and his family watched. Peter looked relaxed and his family did their best to copy their leader but they all felt he had gone mad and they would now be homeless and made to live on a raft until an island became free.
As the last workman left, Peter walked to the small jetty and untied the rope. At the moment the rope fell loose, the island shook and groaned and begin to float.
Peter smiled at his family, at the stunned faces of the other islanders. His wife stuttered, ‘How…?’
‘All my stuff was keeping us anchored. Now we are free to explore our world. And,’ his eye had a wicked twinkle, ‘find some more stuff, lots of stuff.’
Oddly, the rest of his family didn’t share his excitement.
Oh, this is beautiful. I would have shared his excitement for sure. It is time for Peter to go on a fresh adventure. A great lesson learned today.
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Thanks Deb.
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Peter sounds very much like someone I know. In fact, I live with him.
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My ‘peter’ was my mother..
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There’s one in every family, I imagine.
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I wanna Peter too! Floating on an island with space to collect new stuff!!!!
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oh no I’m not sure you’d be allowed!!
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I’m Rather like him in my collections!!!
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Yup I think you said before so I’m not sure you’d be allocated an island!
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I’m good at pretending … I studied Drama at university dahling!!!!
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Sometimes laughing hurts. This is one of those times. 😀 😛 😀
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Sorry, I’ll attach health warnings in future
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😀 😀 😀
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Love it. 😀 Also, the beginning reminds me a bit of Douglas Adams.
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You understand my influences
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A very ‘cute’ piece of flash fiction, Geoff. Loved the imagination behind it. I always thought floating islands were some kind of dessert?
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Pudding mad you are!!
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Awesome photo. I know ur bit is the flash, but I also love the photo!
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Just so long as he’s not a hoarder!
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Love your creative mind. It must be cluttered though for all your wonderful stories to come out of it. Perhaps you are on a floating Island of the mind and that way encounter fresh ideas every day.
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Ah yes, my cluttered mind; in the modern parlance associated with computers, it needs defragging. Thank you so much.
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Wonderful story. I married into a family of hoarders and I come from a family of purgers. Makes for interesting discussions — no flying islands as yet.
Thoroughly enjoyed the end even if his family did not!
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Yes he knew what he wanted did Peter
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Good story–made me laugh. 🙂
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Good, ”twas the aim!
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I always did suspect those people who keep everything uncluttered. Now I feel justified in my chaos: it’s keeping me grounded. 😉 Thanks for the laugh!
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Glad to assist Joy
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