Mr. WhiskersA Story by Ufi Auttorri ~ UfoAuthorA flash fiction story about a person writing about their non-existent cat on a nice sunny Sunday morning while sipping an espresso latte and wondering what to write about.On a serene Sunday morning, the sun peeked through the view screen, casting a warm glow on the main console of the ship's control room. The sound of matter-antimatter engines thrumming in dissonant harmony as I sat down with my steaming espresso latte and sprinkle-covered toast, eager to write something meaningful to share with the crew. As I gazed into empty space, a smile produced by our sub-dermal facial actuators began to form. Our non-existent ship mascot, Mr. Whiskers, had been our constant companion for about the half-life of radium. With his spiky fur and emerald green eyes, he was the epitome of alien feline grace and charm. That morning, I decided to capture the essence of our bond in a heartfelt post. As I began emitting symbols, memories flooded back: the way Mr. Whiskers would jump up on my head during a delicate landing or how he'd greet me at the regeneration chamber after a long rotation. Each formula we emitted brought him back to life, and soon, my mech-appendages were flying over the input console, lost in the joyful horror of reminiscing about our adventures together. As I finished symbolizing, I couldn't help but reflect with human-like emotion once more. Sharing our buffers on the Guild net seemed like the perfect way to honor our bond, and as I hit 'send,' a sense of satisfaction washed over us like a micrometeorite storm. In that moment, it didn't matter that Mr. Whiskers was just a figment of our imagination - it had been an irreplaceable part of our lives, and we were grateful for every terrifying utterance, every claw mark, and every eclipsing rotation spent together.
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2 Reviews Added on September 29, 2024 Last Updated on September 29, 2024 Tags: flash, fiction, coffee, drama, elmo_brainfluff AuthorUfi Auttorri ~ UfoAuthorSaint Louis, MOAbout"My search for truth recently led me into an inescapable chasm of darkness, chaos and grief. It turns out I had a paper bag stuck on my head." ~ Henri, le Chat Noir. --- RR's are turned off. If y.. more..Writing
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