They Are Among Us

This week’s photo prompt is provided by The Magicsticgoldenrose.

“I promise, Mom,” Andre yielded as he and his mother were secretly cloaked in the middle of the quad,

“You promise, now. Being a freshman here can be … challenging.”

“This was where you and Dad went?”

“Yes, but it was very different then.”

“You hadn’t discovered your powers.”

“We didn’t know of our powers until well after high school. We were more mature when our powers surfaced.”

“According to Grandma…”

“Grandma shouldn’t have told you those stories.”

“So they’re true?”

“Parts of them.” She gently touched the yet to be shaven chin of her son. “You must promise to never use your powers… any of them… while you are here.”

“Promise. No one’ll know.” Andre smirked spreading his arms wide. “I’ll be invisible.”

“Very cute, Andre. This is definitely a time to listen to what I say and not take a chapter from your parents’ youth-driven escapades.”

“Tis rather ironic. Isn’t it, Mom? I’m not supposed to ever use my powers here on campus, but we’re both standing in the central quad… beside of our super-tech-stealth car… completely cloaked like a Romulan Bird-of-Prey.”

Mother grinned.

“I know,” Andre replies. “Do as I say, not as I did…. Got it.”

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Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers #119. Requirements: Using the photo prompt, create a 150 (+ or -) flash fiction story. Sorry, it has been weeks since I have written. I could only get this one whittled down to 200 words without sacrificing the story. I will do better next week.