Flash Fiction using the prompt: She dripped water everywhere.
Alinta crept through the abandoned house and silently cursed the cloudburst outside.
She dripped water everywhere. And while the rain may have forced her quarry into the shelter, it was sure to hear the drips and know she was coming.
Maybe she would get lucky.
Maybe this house had enough holes in the roof that her dripping noise would blend in with the rest.
Maybe.
The large net felt heavy in her left hand, but she didn’t dare put away her taser to shift the weight. Her target wasn’t deadly, but there were plenty of other things out here that could be.
She rounded the corner and there it was: all six inches of rage-filled frost fairy. It hissed at her.
“Now, calm down.” Alinta tucked the taser back into her belt and held her hand up to the creature. “I’m really trying to help. You need to get somewhere cool before you melt.” She took a step forward.
The little beast leaped at her, claws out. Luckily, she’d had lots of practice throwing the net up in front of her face.
“Sheesh. That would have hurt. Just once I wish someone would come along peacefully.”
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