Breakfast Blues

“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

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100 words.

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.

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At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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52 Responses to Breakfast Blues

  1. Alice Audrey says:

    LOL. He’s a real chip off the old block.

  2. Natasha says:

    Ha! Ha! Trust you to spin this one Anurag.
    Sweet!

  3. draliman says:

    Darn kids, always chasing the latest thing. He’ll regret the olive oil when his gears begin to seize…

  4. neilmacdon says:

    Wait. The Tin Man and Dorothy? They had a baby?

  5. papershots says:

    Hahahaha… well done! It got me wondering till the last line. Then I saw Dorothy and something clicked and then everything else… 🙂

  6. Iain Kelly says:

    Even the Tin Men suffer from having to be ‘on trend’!

  7. Sandra says:

    Very convincing. Only the best will do for the younger generation…

  8. Jelli says:

    Interesting POV here. I can just picture it in my head… olive oil…what is the boy thinking…LOL!

  9. Ha ha – another great take on The Wizard of Oz. Loved reading this.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

  10. plaridel says:

    a well-oiled spin. it made me laugh and almost fell out of my chair. 🙂

  11. granonine says:

    Such imagination 🙂 You had me laughing most of the way through–once I realized she was feeding him motor oil 🙂

  12. Abhijit Ray says:

    Her baby is a motor? Why else she would feed him motor oil?

  13. James McEwan says:

    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.

  14. jillyfunnell says:

    So Tin Man got his heart and fell in love with Dorothy and they had a little tin baby?

  15. Dear Anurag,

    Now we know what really happened to Dorothy. Cute story. Made me smile.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  16. Violet Lentz says:

    Very creative!!! Excellent take.

  17. Ha, now the real story is out, after years of speculation. Olive Oil indeed. Wait, isn’t she Popeye’s girlfriend? Nicely done.

  18. 4963andypop says:

    Ha! The tin boy! I always thought his chacter was a bit whiney!😊

  19. Ha… reminds of kids being fed cod liver oil… my parents had to eat it but I was spared.

  20. 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.

  21. Dale says:

    Privileged kids in all realms!!

  22. 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.

  23. michael1148humphris says:

    A tin baby, who grew into a stubborn boy, I love this take on the prompt, yes really loved it

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