Friday, November 9, 2018

Flash Fiction Friday: Free the Zucchini


Free the Zucchini
By, 
Jennifer E. Miller
Luigi blinks. The zucchini seed he planted in the last corner of the garden has taken over, sprawled out like an octopus lazily snoring on its favorite undersea rock. Orange blossoms bask in the sunlight and oblong green vegetables lay about. At first, the budding squash look cute and innocent. But they easily grow a foot overnight; multiplying and, more than likely, plan an invasion. 
Most zucchini in front of Luigi now are of acceptable size for harvest and culinary use; the ideal time to pick before they do any serious damage.
The deeper Luigi walks among the vines, the more tangled the stalks become. It’s like trying to navigate through a wild rose briar. He casually stepped through this garden jungle, severing the vegetables from their mothership and placing them in a cardboard box, until he arrives at a giant. It's hidden under the oversized leaves and partially buried in the dirt. It’s obviously stayed off the radar because it’s nearly four feet long.
He squats to slice it off the stem, but is pulled down and pinned in the dirt. Surprised, he instinctively elbow jabs the unknown entity, freeing himself. Standing up, he steps back only to have something wrap around his ankle, bringing him to the ground again. He is smacked in the gut and soon a wrestling match with a ferocious elongated green vegetable erupts in a street fight type battle.
Flipping onto his back, Luigi is met with a blow to his sternum. When he finally gets a good look at his opponent, he is shocked to see it’s the large zucchini he tried to pick. He pushes the squash off of him and manages to get upright on his knees, spitting out dirt. Placing a leg up to push himself to his feet, he feels cool smooth skin wrap around his shoulders. The zucchini tugs him backward, attempting to knock Luigi over and back to the ground, but he throws it off. 

He turns around and faces the zucchini. What could this vegetable want? Its offspring back? He tosses one out of the box. The fighter pauses as though staring at its lost child. Luigi could’ve sworn he saw it breathing.
Slowly sliding out, the giant zucchini gently taps the smaller zucchini toward the center of the plant, as though protecting it. Next, it lunges at Luigi again. He steps back but tosses the rest from the box. Perplexed, he watches the giant gather them into a pile in the center of the plant. It arranges the vines and leaves so it and the offspring are obstructed from view.
Panting, Luigi walks back to his house and into the kitchen, tossing the empty box in a corner.
“I thought you were bringing me zucchini so I can bake bread,” his wife says, when she sees his empty box.
“They weren’t quite ready,” he lies. The truth was too bizarre.
“Maybe in a few days."
Luigi nods.
He spends the remainder of the day planning how to retrieve the zucchini and avoid attack from the giant.
The following morning he heads to the garden with an ax. He snoops around the vine, searching for the giant but doesn’t spot it. He inches his way into the briar of vines, scanning the area at the same time.
Out of the corner of his eye, something moves. Luigi whips his head just in time to see the giant slithering deeper into the center of the plant with the sound of leaves gently crunching.
Gripping the ax’s handle, he swings and whacks off a juicy vine, tossing it aside. A faint squeal of disapproval is heard. Luigi cuts off another vine and another until the heart of the plant is left. In the center was the giant zucchini protecting the smaller ones. Luigi raised the ax as the clan of zucchini huddle together closer.
“Are they ready now?” his wife hollers from the house.
Looking at the scattered vine pieces, Luigi turns his gaze back to the zucchini, helpless and scared. He lowers his tool and yells back, “I think an animal got into the garden last night. The plant is destroyed."

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Climbing into bed that night, Luigi leaves the bedroom window cracked open to let in the cool night air, and falls asleep quickly.

Soon an large oblong green vegetable slips through the opening...

Copyright 2018 Jennifer E. Miller