“Mummy, don’t let him take it off! Or I’m never coming out from under here!”
“Silly! Daddy’s not going to hurt you!”
“But you said he was, he was, inf- infenctious!”
“Infectious, darling. Do you know what that even means?”
“I know it’s bad. You told him not to breathe on us.”
“That’ll teach you to listen to other people’s conversations, big ears! Daddy has chickenpox. It’s horrid and itchy and if you catch it and scratch it it’ll leave scars. The diving helmet is just our little joke.”
“S’not funny! You didn’t tell me it was a joke. I hate you!”
Gosh, this was a tough one, but isn’t that half the fun? Thank you to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers this week once more, and for the challenge of writing a 100 word story in response to the photo prompt.
Do head on over to her blog, enjoy all the reading, and why not take part? Click on the blue froggy to read the entries!