Short story, flash fiction (possibly, word count says it’s 246 words), and as usual a first draft. I wouldn’t consider it a second draft because all I did was type up what I wrote in my notebook.
I like it, it’s got a good oomph.
“Dinner was a great idea.”
A fork scraped against the bottom of the bowl she held. Light music filtered through the room as she looked around the candle-lit kitchen.
She nodded, “Y’know, I think you were right. Salt makes it weird.”
She got up, bowl in hand, and walked to a cabinet by the sink. “Should I go for just regular pepper or the Old Bay seasoning?”
Looking over towards her companion, she realized his mouth was full and couldn’t answer her. She paused for a moment before grabbing the bright yellow tin of Old Bay seasoning, sprinkled a bit into her bowl, did a quick stir with her fork, and took a tentative bite.
She nodded, “Old Bay seems to be the best flavoring.”
Sitting back down, she set the tin beside her companion’s nearly empty bowl. “You should try it. Gives the dish a whole new zing.”
A wheezing grunt came from her dinner mate in a response as she grabbed for the serving spoon. She smiled warmly at him.
“You’re drooling a bit,” she grabbed a napkin to dab at the corner of his gagged mouth.
She re-positioned his fingers so they had a better hold of his chin.
“Now now, we don’t want dinner to spill onto the floor.”
His eyes blinked slowly, not really focusing on anything. She dabbed at a line of blood on his forehead before setting the napkin on the plate that held a chunk of his skull.
+ Word says “repositioned” is a correct word, however, wordpress says that it should be “re-positioned.” Strange.
+ I’m totally keeping the working title (“Just Delicious”) because it cracks me up and reminds me of the Alvin Schwartz retellings. But, instead of Just Delicious being about a butcher and his sausages, it’s just a fucked up little story about a woman and her dinner companion.
+ Old Bay seasoning is awesome on popcorn.