Ice Cave – Friday Fictioneers

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, summer rerun edition. I hope everyone is enjoying their summer so far. Mine has been especially hot with temperatures in the triple digits, so this Ice Cave sounds pretty nice right about now.

This story was first published in November 2012, although I have made a few changes to the opening sentence here.

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting and for this week’s photo prompt.

ice-on-the-window
Copyright โ€“ Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

(100 words)

Ice Cave

Danny felt the chill on his fingertips as he drew figure eights on the frosty glass.

“Oh, don’t touch the crystals,” Henry blurted. “If you do, they will start multiplying and cover our entire house. We’ll be in an ice cave, turn into ice sculptures, and be frozen until the end of time.”

Danny withdrew his hand from the window and stared at his older brother, wide-eyed.

“Just drink your cocoa,” Henry stated.

Danny positioned his hands around his mug. “What if I could melt the crystals with my warm hand?”

“Don’t even try. They always come back,” Henry whispered.

***************

For more 100-word stories, visit the Friday Fictioneers linkup here.

Advertisements

46 thoughts on “Ice Cave – Friday Fictioneers

  1. Really interesting take on ice crystals, Amy. This felt very sci-fi to me and I wanted to learn more.
    Sorry to hear about that dreadfully hot weather… heard it’s been scorching hot in Arizona as well. I still will take the heat any day over the cold Ohio winters! Hope you have a great holiday weekend. xo

    Like

    1. Sorry for the long delay in my response to you, Kelly. I can’t seem to get into the full swing of things here, lately. Must be that heat! It’s a bit cooler this weekend, thankfully.
      Older brother can say anything and the younger one will believe. I think I write about boys because I have two of my own. Glad you liked it.

      Liked by 1 person

    1. Oh no! That was a terrible thing for your sister to say about spiders. I would have nightmares about that. I think older siblings say these things to see what they can get away with. I should I know because I did it! I feel just terrible about now. My thing was telling my sister that her doll didn’t love her anymore. Tracey, there were tears! Thanks so much.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. I’m just saying, “Don’t even think about washing a spider down the drain!” My sister feels bad about torturing me too. But I can still work the guilt card on her so we little sisters always get our revenge. bahaha

        Liked by 1 person

    1. I wasn’t always the most loving older sister. It seems you never know what comes over you. I’m sorry you had to endure that with your older brother. I feel like I should apologize to you too, Rochelle!
      I’m thrilled you hear these two. That means a lot. Thank you.

      Like

  2. Henry has a wonderful imagination. I hope it doesn’t leave his younger brother scarred for life! I remember my brother telling me there was a horse lying on the couch downstairs. I wouldn’t come down for hours, and still in my mind’s eye I can see this horse lounging there, lifting its head to watch me skirting round the back of the couch into the safety of the kitchen. Well done, Amy. I could identify with this.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Oh my goodness, Sandra! A horse lying on the couch. That could really do a number on you, I’m sure. Love that. That’s a wild one! Thanks so much for sharing it. Glad you enjoyed this

      Like

  3. Great voice. I love these two characters – mischievous and mean as the older one is. So true to life. And I’m hanging out for some summer down under in Australia. Midwinter here and I’m not loving it.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. It sounds like you understand boys, Amy. My daughter was rather naive in some ways. I think, though, that she knew better than to believe everything my son told her. She wasn’t that much younger. I remember her say saying, “Yeah, right”. My son would then have to smile or laugh. Good story and well written. ๐Ÿ˜€ — Suzanne

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I have two boys of my own, Suzanne, and I grew up with brothers, so I do feel like I know them pretty well. The younger siblings believe for a little while and then the real arguments begin when they see what’s really going on. Oh, siblings. What joy! Thanks so much, Suzanne.

      Liked by 1 person

  5. This is great. I like Henry for his imagination. What a way to scare a sibling, or friend. And I think it’s a nice scare, the type kids can dare each other about.

    Like

Take it away.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s