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Side Effect
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2024 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: supplement
Special condition: 365 words
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It was quiet afternoon at the insurance office.
The agent heard a noise outside, glanced up, and the weedy hyena bolted from behind his desk and leaped to a far corner of the room as a car crashed through the front windows. The car’s bumper barely kissed the agent’s desk.
The driver’s door opened, and a bulky lion got out, one paw grasping a sheaf of paper. He looked around, spotted the hyena, and advanced upon him as broken glass crunched under his feet.
The lion thundered, “I filed a claim with your office two weeks ago!”
The hyena gulped. “Ye-es?” he quavered.
“TWO. WEEKS,” the lion shouted. He held out the papers as if he was brandishing a sword. “It’s a simple car accident claim, and you haven’t paid it yet!” he said in a slightly softer tone like the difference between an 8.0 earthquake and a 9.6 temblor.
The hyena slowly got to his feet. He straightened his disheveled suit, gulped, and held out a trembling paw. “May I see th-that?” A pause. “S-Sir?”
The papers were thrust into his paw and he started to read, uncomfortably aware of the looming threat. “Oh,” he said.
One bushy feline eyebrow went up. “Oh?” the lion repeated.
“Um, yeah, sir. You chose our Special Discount Policy, which has low premiums, but – “
“But. What?”
“An accident as minor as the one you claimed . . . isn’t eligible.”
The lion moved two steps forward, backing the hyena into a corner.
“Not eligible?” the lion demanded.
The hyena shook his head. He flipped through the policy documents and pointed. “See? Section five hundred one, paragraph seven hundred sixteen, subparagraph five.” He held it up to the lion like a shield.
The lion read the codicil. “Fffffine,” the lion snarled.
The papers were snatched out of the hyena’s paws and he cautiously opened his eyes to see the lion walking back to his car. He climbed in, started the engine and reversed out of the office, leaving a trail of destruction and broken glass behind him as he drove off.
The hyena sighed in relief before his ears dipped.
He looked down at his trousers.
“Well, damn.”
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end
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2024 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: supplement
Special condition: 365 words
_____________________________________________________________________________________
It was quiet afternoon at the insurance office.
The agent heard a noise outside, glanced up, and the weedy hyena bolted from behind his desk and leaped to a far corner of the room as a car crashed through the front windows. The car’s bumper barely kissed the agent’s desk.
The driver’s door opened, and a bulky lion got out, one paw grasping a sheaf of paper. He looked around, spotted the hyena, and advanced upon him as broken glass crunched under his feet.
The lion thundered, “I filed a claim with your office two weeks ago!”
The hyena gulped. “Ye-es?” he quavered.
“TWO. WEEKS,” the lion shouted. He held out the papers as if he was brandishing a sword. “It’s a simple car accident claim, and you haven’t paid it yet!” he said in a slightly softer tone like the difference between an 8.0 earthquake and a 9.6 temblor.
The hyena slowly got to his feet. He straightened his disheveled suit, gulped, and held out a trembling paw. “May I see th-that?” A pause. “S-Sir?”
The papers were thrust into his paw and he started to read, uncomfortably aware of the looming threat. “Oh,” he said.
One bushy feline eyebrow went up. “Oh?” the lion repeated.
“Um, yeah, sir. You chose our Special Discount Policy, which has low premiums, but – “
“But. What?”
“An accident as minor as the one you claimed . . . isn’t eligible.”
The lion moved two steps forward, backing the hyena into a corner.
“Not eligible?” the lion demanded.
The hyena shook his head. He flipped through the policy documents and pointed. “See? Section five hundred one, paragraph seven hundred sixteen, subparagraph five.” He held it up to the lion like a shield.
The lion read the codicil. “Fffffine,” the lion snarled.
The papers were snatched out of the hyena’s paws and he cautiously opened his eyes to see the lion walking back to his car. He climbed in, started the engine and reversed out of the office, leaving a trail of destruction and broken glass behind him as he drove off.
The hyena sighed in relief before his ears dipped.
He looked down at his trousers.
“Well, damn.”
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end
Category Story / General Furry Art
Species Hyena
Gender Male
Size 120 x 92px
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Two weeks eh? https://youtu.be/0uYB2y3zP-s?si=3yOmLS3wyg9qbm4P
Also, should have read the fine print.
Also, should have read the fine print.
[Thugs surround the SUV that Deadpool attacked. A window opens...]
Deadpool: [raises his hands] Wait! You may be wondering, "Why the red suit?" Well, that's so bad guys can't see me bleed.
[points at a thug on the left]
Deadpool: This guy's got the right idea. he wore the brown pants.
WE WAS...TOO LATE! THE REVEREND NEUK...HAS SEEN THE LIGHT!
Now I'm just left wondering what the accident was that the lion filed a claim over. I think his entrance into the office might outweigh the impact whatever little scratch he had gotten previously had on his ride.
A few minutes later the office phone rings and the hyena tentatively picks it up, "...yes?"
"Does the policy cover driving through your window?"
"Does the policy cover driving through your window?"
Hope that hyena’s got better insurance coverage for his office than the lion had for his car 😅 Aaand a backup pair of pants might be helpful, too…
hehehe, I wonder if this new collision's damage would be covered by his policy :P Great story, Walt.
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