“Noooooooo….” the boy’s voice reverberated through the tiny cottage.
“Please sweetheart, it’s good for you,” pleaded his hapless mother.
“No Mommy, I’m sick of having the same thing every day,” the boy cried out adamantly.
His mother cleverly countered his objection, “But I serve it to you in different dishes daily.”
The boy whined, “But it’s still Motor Oil. I need Olive Oil at least once a week Mommy, it’s the latest rage.”
Dorothy sighed in exasperation. This was way beyond her capabilities. She would have to wait for The Tin Man to return home and set their boy straight.
Photo prompt courtesy Nick Allen
Written as a part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The objective is to write a story in 100 words or less, inspired by the weekly photo prompt. To read many more crazy stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
LOL. He’s a real chip off the old block.
Ha ha ha, indeed!
Ha! Ha! Trust you to spin this one Anurag.
Thank you so much Natasha.
Darn kids, always chasing the latest thing. He’ll regret the olive oil when his gears begin to seize…
Wait. The Tin Man and Dorothy? They had a baby?
A bonny boy, it seems 🙂
Hahahaha… well done! It got me wondering till the last line. Then I saw Dorothy and something clicked and then everything else… 🙂
Olive Oil is the latest rage… haha
Thank you so much 🙂
Even the Tin Men suffer from having to be ‘on trend’!
The spirit of our times, unfortunately.
A trendy Tin Kid! Nice one
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Thank you so much Keith.
Very convincing. Only the best will do for the younger generation…
Ha ha ha, true that 🙂
Interesting POV here. I can just picture it in my head… olive oil…what is the boy thinking…LOL!
Thank you so much Jelli
Ha ha – another great take on The Wizard of Oz. Loved reading this.
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Thank you so much Susan.
a well-oiled spin. it made me laugh and almost fell out of my chair. 🙂
Thank you so much. That made my day 🙂
Such imagination 🙂 You had me laughing most of the way through–once I realized she was feeding him motor oil 🙂
Thank you so much Linda.
Her baby is a motor? Why else she would feed him motor oil?
Hi Abhijit, This is a take-off on The Wizard of Oz. The boy is the son of Tin Man from that book, who, as the name suggests, was made of tin, hence the need for oil.
Should have varied her selection of motor oil, you know different SAE and all that jazz. Olive oil! What’s he squeaking about, ah those young tin pots just don’t know how good they have it.
Ha ha ha. Thank you so much James
So Tin Man got his heart and fell in love with Dorothy and they had a little tin baby?
Sure looks like it 🙂
Now we know what really happened to Dorothy. Cute story. Made me smile.
Thank you so much Rochelle. Shalom
Very creative!!! Excellent take.
Than k you so much Violet
LOL. Loved the story.
Thank you so much Irene.
Ha, now the real story is out, after years of speculation. Olive Oil indeed. Wait, isn’t she Popeye’s girlfriend? Nicely done.
Ha! Thank you so much Jo.
Ha! The tin boy! I always thought his chacter was a bit whiney!😊
Ha ha ha. Thank you so much.
Ha… reminds of kids being fed cod liver oil… my parents had to eat it but I was spared.
Ha ha ha
His mother cleverly countered his objection, “But I serve it to you in different dishes daily.” Oh, and she’s trying so hard. The child will regret the change.
Ha ha ha. I hope so 🙂
Privileged kids in all realms!!
Absolutely. Thank you so much Dale.
Like Bjorn, I remember Cod Liver oil. One dose of that stuff was enough for me–not matter what kind of dish it was served in. Funny & clever use of the prompt.
Thank you so much Russell.
A tin baby, who grew into a stubborn boy, I love this take on the prompt, yes really loved it
Thank you so much for the encouragement Michael.