No one calls Vespa names…

a chuck wending Friday flash fiction challenge (X) – a 100-word story- okay, it’s less…


 

Today, some idiot calls me a saucy twelve-year-old bitch. The name’s Vespa. No one calls me that!

I may not look like it, but I’m far older than you may suspect. Luckily, I don’t need more than twelve seconds to cast a nasty spell…

Don’t be surprised, if you meet a five feet tall rat in Central Park. Please don’t call him Splinter…

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