Flash Fiction Month 2019, Day 30
You are Gallopy Buzzbrain – a unicorn with a chainsaw for a horn – and you have been selected for the most brutal arena deathmatch in the whole southern hemisphere.
An air-horn blares. The Chunder Games are about to begin.
“I can get you out of here,” says the combat wombat in the cell next to yours, “but you have to do exactly what I say.”
Do that: 2
Murder him: 3
“When the gates open, let me ride you.”
The gates open.
You jam your horn through the cage bars and revel in the meat-splatter.
“DISQUALIFIED!!!” bellows the announcer.
Mope in your pen: 4
Arena violence: 5
You sit out the deathmatch and have no fun at all.