“You’re sure this is going to work?”
“Yes, positive. I’ve done it a million times before.”
“So I just have to look at you and think hard? That’s it?”
“Yes, that’s it. Stare deeply into my eyes and frown. The frowning is the most important part.”
“The frowning shows you’re serious about this whole endeavor. Laugh, and the gods won’t grant you your request. Also, crinkling your eyebrows helps.”
“O.K… But I’m having a hard time keeping a straight face just looking at your nose. It’s the… it’s the biggest nose I’ve ever seen.”
“You don’t become a master of this without sacrificing a little beauty for the art. Now shut up.”
“O.K., O.K., I’ll be quiet. Look, here’s my serious face.” Silence reigned for about five seconds. “But honestly, have you ever LOOKED at your nose in the mirror? It’s freakin’ huge!”
The master heaved a big sigh. He glared at the peon before him. They were always like this, the good-looking ones. Shifting his fingers up into the joker’s hair and pressing deeply into the skull, he grinned inwardly. Mock me now, handsome man. I’ll be the one laughing tomorrow.
Voila! There it is! The Flash Friday Fiction you’ve been waiting for! Let me know what you think.