Flash Fiction: Sleepy Boy (260 words)

“It’s time for bed.”

“No.”

“Yes, it is.”

“No.”

“Come out of the corner. It’s time for bed.”

“No.”

“You look sleepy.”

“No.”

“Yes, you do. Your bed is very comfy. The corner isn’t.”

“No.”

“Oh?” Snort. “Let’s get you to bed. Your bed is full of your pillows. It’s got your teddy. It’s got your truck comforter. You’ll like your bed better, I promise, buddy.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

Stop. Hold. Think. “Would you like some pillows?”

Stop. Hold. Think. “Yes.”

“Help me get some?” Tug on sleeve, turn to the bedroom.

“No.” Run to the couch, pull the pillows off, throw them to the corner.

Grin. “Clever, buddy. Now I bet you need something to snuggle up in. Like your comforter?”

“No.” Run to the closet, pull down pop’s hoodie, fold himself up in it, drop into the corner, nose turned into the pillows.

“You going to sleep there?”

“No.” Push nose deeper into the pillows.

“You look like you’re going to sleep there.”

No.”

“Would you like Teddy?”

“Yes.”

“You need to go get him then.”

“No.”

“He’s lonely without you.”

Stop. “No.”

“I’ll get him.” Slow steps into the bedroom. Look through the piles of blocks, trucks, books to find Teddy peeking out from under the bed, one foot out to sign for help. Pick him up, dust him off, bring him down to the living room. “I spoke to Teddy. He thinks it’s time for bed too.”

Quiet.

“Time for bed?”

Quiet. Eyes shut, mouth open, cheek pressed on the pillows.

“Silly boy.” Tuck hoodie under his chin.

This post is written to play with dialogue and character. It is also entirely without the letter “a” in response to today’s Daily Challenge:

There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it. (Feeling really brave? Make it a vowel!)

How did I do?

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3 Comments

  1. raeme67

     /  March 4, 2013

    Very Clever you did good.

    Reply
  2. Oh my kids at bedtime every time! Very impressed you managed all that without the letter a.

    Reply
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