The sky was hidden by dense gray clouds. Esmeralda tried to wipe the sky clean with a smile, but to no avail. She heard a commotion outside her window. Brushing aside the diaphanous curtains, Esmeralda peeked through the window. They were here. Esmeralda opened the door and spoke to them.
“Are you the Four Horsemen I requested?” They nodded.
“You’re LATE. I had to cancel the Apocalypse. Next time, dress appropriately…not like cowboys. See Aphrodite in wardrobe. Thor! Nix the storm clouds. Loki, we missed our window…see when there’s another. Thank you all for coming! See the Paymaster.”
Friday Fictioneers @ Addicted to Purple
Photo Prompt: Copyright Kelly Sands
Word Count: 100
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