Friday Fiction, courtesy of The One-Minute Writer: Write a brief bit of fiction involving fire and/or ice.
Vikki was totally pumped. It was her two-year anniversary with Rocco, and to celebrate, he got a pair of tickets—third row seats—to her favorite singer, Pat Benatar!! Of course, for such a special night, Vikki was primped to impress. She made a black spandex bodysuit with a red criss-crossed lace-up back and front, just like her idol wore. With it, she was wearing her favorite pair of red spike-heel ankle boots—the ones with the fringe on the back—and a matching cropped red jacket with a line of fringe cutting across her back. And now, she applied the finishing touches: black liquid eyeliner, top and bottom, cobalt shadow, fuschia blush, ruby lipstick, and a well-distributed layer of Aqua Net that would surely hold her teased and spiked hair in place the whole night.
Vikki and Rocco were the hottest couple at the concert, and Vikki could tell that all the other girls were jealous; who wouldn't be? Rocco was hot—and Vikki had a hard time keeping her hands off his red leather pants—the same ones Mike Reno from Loverboy wore on their latest album cover. Plus, he was the singer in a rock band and with his good looks and rare talent, they were on the verge of being famous—even more famous than Loverboy!
Pat sang all of Vikki's favorite songs—"Heartbreaker," "Hell Is for Children," "Hit Me With Your Best Shot." With each song, the frantic excitement between Vikki and Rocco built 'til they thought they'd explode like Vesuvius and Krakatoa. Sweat dripped from Rocco's forehead as he thrust his fist in the air. Vikki was on the verge of crying and belted out the lyrics with equal lust. They were riding the crest of supreme ecstasy—or so they thought—until Pat played Vikki and Rocco's song, "Fire and Ice."
Vikki couldn't take it anymore. She jumped on Rocco, legs wrapped around his waist, his hands holding her up by her derriere. Lips locked and tongues intertwined, they gyrated to the lyrics, "You're givin' me the fever tonight," "Fire and ice, you come on like a flame," "Movin' in for the kill tonight," until suddenly, Rocco turned into a giant ice cube and Vikki burst into flames. The crowd around them was so into the show that they thought it was all part of the act, and sadly, did not do anything to try to save the doomed couple. Within two minutes, all that was left was a big puddle and a few pieces of red leather fringe.
Friday, October 02, 2009
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