In the Doghouse (Friday Fictioneers)



Karen was frazzled, on the verge of a meltdown.  Rowdy kids, stacks of dirty dishes and piles of laundry.  Work everywhere she turned.

Her husband, Bob, and his friend, Mike, were oblivious on the couch,  engrossed in wizards, warriors and healers. It was hour 28 of a two-day gaming marathon.

“Honey, can we get some beers? And maybe some nachos?” Bob’s bleary eyes never left the screen.

She slammed the beers on the coffee table, making both men jump. She glared and stomped out of the room. The men exchanged glances.

“A little chilly in here,” Mike quipped.

Bob sighed. “Arctic.”


Photo copyright: Douglas M. MacIlroy

Ah, the life of a gamer’s wife. I feel ya, Karen.

This was written for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Love flash fiction? Join us for a weekly photo prompt and create your own story in 100 words or less.  Click here and click the blue froggy button to read the other stories.

25 thoughts on “In the Doghouse (Friday Fictioneers)

  1. What a fun read, Amie. :). My sympathies go out to Karen … I thought she restrained her temper really well, given the circumstances. Bob and Mike were very lucky those beers actually got onto the table! An Arctic atmosphere indeed. Very well written. 🙂

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  2. Amie,

    I think that Rob and his friend belong in the doghouse. I love the light-handed way you tied the story to the prompt. What married with children woman can’t relate in some way? Beautifully done.



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