Hand Over The Girl: Dialogue Prompt for Sunday 12 Feb

Alright, here we go with yet another prompt. I really enjoy doing these, and I hope you don’t mind me passing the challenge over to you. I just find prompts a great warm up to get those creative juices going. So today, we have a slice of dialogue to inspire your flash fiction or short story. The object is to use this in its exact form somewhere within your text. In case you missed it in the image for this post, the dialogue to use is as follows:

“Hand over the girl.”

“Not going to happen.”

Again, Put this anywhere within your story. I did take it a step further personally by adding a further rule for myself: My flash fiction had to be told completely with dialogue. You don’t have to do yours this way if you don’t want to. I was just trying to challenge myself further. Okay , well here we go….

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One Morning Before Breakfast


“Hand over the girl.”

“Not going to happen.” 

“Are you crazy? We have you outnumbered.” 

“And your point is?..” 

“We can take her by force if we have to.” 

“That’s not a good idea.” 

“Ha! And why not?” 

“For every action there is a reaction. You are a ripple in the pond. Don’t turn it into a wave.” 

“I hated school teachers as a kid. I hate them even worse now, so just give us the girl.” 

“You can learn nothing from her. Leave her alone.” 

“We just want to talk to her about what she saw.” 

“She didn’t see anything. Nobody called the cops. Live and let live.” 

“I’m sorry, the boss wants to see her just the same. Just to make sure.” 

“I can’t let you take her.” 

“Come on, teach. Be smart. Don’t make me shoot you.” 

“You don’t understand.” 

“So make me understand and maybe I’ll let you live.” 

“She can’t go outside. Not yet anyway.” 

“What? Is she grounded or something? Teacher, giving her after school lessons in the dark? Ha-ha!” 

“No, she just likes it here in the dark.” 

“Freaking perv. How many little girls you bring down here in this dark, damp basement?” 

“I’m not a perv. I’m her teacher.” 

“Not for long, you ain’t. Now, one last time, hand..over…the …girl.” 

“I’m sorry Elena. These men want to talk to you. I tried my best. I guess I’m not much good at being a protector.” 

“That’s better, teach. Now get her out of that corner.” 

“Elena, it’s alright. You can come out and go with them. But just this one time, okay?” 

“That’s right girly, come out and go with us.” 

“Elena, remember what I taught you. Never for pleasure, always for survival, okay?” 

“Whatever, teach. Come on girl, we ain’t got all day. Earl, go over there and get her.” 

“Right, boss. I’m on it….hey, what’s up with her eyes? Why is she freaking smiling like that…..Aaaaaaaa!” 

“What the hell? Get her off of him guys!” 

“I told you she wants to stay in the dark.” 

“Oh my god, boss! She has…. Aaaaaa!” 

“I’m coming , hold on! I’m going to pump you full of lead, you little bitch!…What the shit? What..what the hell are you? I just emptied all my bullets into you!…No, get away from me! Why are you looking at me like that? Oh Mary, holy mother of Jesus, is that blood on your teeth? No, no, no!…… AaaaaAAA!” 

“Elena, don’t turn them. Survival only, remember? That’s a good girl. Come on, let’s get you away from the light. Whoa, you sure are heavy after you’ve had breakfast….” 

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2017 Paul D Aronson. 

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18 thoughts on “Hand Over The Girl: Dialogue Prompt for Sunday 12 Feb”

  1. The girl with the ebony hair looked sadly at Professor Hrashna. If she could speak she would have apologized.

    Because the Professor was right.

    She never should have returned to the Institute.

    She thought that they could help her speak.

    She thought they’d be glad to see her return.

    She thought they’d treat her better than she’d ever known.

    She was so very wrong.

    Professor Hrashna staggered up to her feet and glared at the girl’s captor. “L–l–let her g—g—go.”

    The man snorted. “Or what? What you gonna do about it, Professor Stutters?”

    The girl shook her head. It was a mean joke and a very bad one. He could have at least tried to stutter her name or something.

    “I’ll t—t—t—take m—m—my g—glasses off.”

    “Oh, no. Then, I’ll see your beady little eyes.”

    The girl didn’t understand that one. Professor Hrashna had large beautiful eyes. Why was he calling them beady?

    He shoved the girl closer to the edge of the cliff.

    “L—let her g—g—g—go.”

    “Not gonna happen.”

    The girl looked down. The edge was just a narrow, rounded corner. If she took a step left, right, or back, she’d surely fall.

    He forced her to take that last step back.

    Her mouth dropped open in shock as her feet made contact with open air.

    She fell.

    Tumbling.

    Twisting.

    Spiraling to her death.

    And all she could think was I wish I could scream.

    1. Wow, great job! You got me with that ending. Thanks for participating. It’s so much fun for me to see what others do with these prompts. I find them all inspiring. Again, awesome write!

      1. Yeah, I was waiting for the rescue, but when it didn’t happen that made the story so much better. The shock and unexpected act made me go, whoa! 😉

      2. To be honest, I’m almost inclined to flesh out this story into something longer. Like Ambrose and Elsie longer. But I have to finish their story first. Then, we’ll see. 😉

      3. Cool! I thought about that with the one I wrote too. I see some possibilities, but I’m not sure if I want to pursue them. I guess we’ll see. 😉

  2. This was an awesome prompt idea! I liked the story and the twist you had. I bet those men wished they never messed with her and her teacher.

    “Prince Aiden, I am sure you know the punishment for betraying the Queen.”

    “I do, and yet, I still will not comply with her orders.”

    “Then you give us no choice. Hand over the girl.”

    “Not going to happen. Morgana’s reign will end, and it will be at the hands of a summoner.”

    “Stupid Prince! You will die just like your father did.”

    “Not likely. Alanah, are you ready to call the Black Dragon?”

    “Yes.”

    “No…the Black Dr-agon isn’t real!”

    “The flames of the dragon will burn you, and those with the power of death will experience death themselves.”

    “gah…ahh!”

    1. Wow, thanks for jumping into the challenge. I loved what you did with a dialogue only aspect, and taking it into the realms of fantasy. That’s kind of something I’d like to try my hand at soon myself, but your work here is just amazing. The thing about these flash fiction pieces is you never know which way they are going to go. And that is part of the fun, just following along and going where it takes you. Loved your ending, because it was unexpected. It seems like in all the pieces posted for this prompt no one is having a good day 😉 Thanks for sharing and participating!

      1. You’re welcome!

        Thanks so much for posting it =)

        This is actually based on my new fantasy story I’m writing, so I’m glad it worked. Yep! That’s why I like flash fiction. It’s a good way to train the mind to find story ideas on the whim.

        Haha, those guards shouldn’t have tried to take a summoner away ^_~ Aiden was never concerned. He knows Alanah is more powerful than he is. Thanks so much for reading and responding to my comment.

      2. Thanks! I plan to post the new chapter of COT this weekend =) Love for an Angel is still up, but I plan to do some massive editing in the future =)

  3. I’m on board for reading more of this story if you decide to develop it into something bigger. I’m behind on reading blogs, so I’m trying to catch up. Good story.

    1. Thank you. I’m currently trying to flesh this scene out to see how it looks and reads with more than just dialogue to prod it along, and I’ll share it in the blog once I’m done to see how it works with other readers. I’m not the best judge of my work, lol.

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