Back to the virtual world with three more Frankie and Joni drabbles. Enjoy.
Fish Games
“Oh, fish biscuits!” Frankie stamped his foot.
“Problem?” I looked up from the panel I was inspecting.
“It’s this new Halloween Cooking Competition. The program keeps botching the ending.”
“How?”
“The final round is supposed to be a fancy fish dish with sauce and eyeballs.”
“Eyeballs? Ewwww.”
“That’s not the problem. The problem is the halibut won’t behave and is attacking the judges!”
“Attacking the judges?” I stared at Frankie. “What? Why?”
“No idea. It’s supposed to attack the contestants for the final elimination battle!” Frankie wailed. “It’s anarchy, I tell you!”
“Yeah, that sounds fishy to me.”
Frankie glared.
Next Round
“Well, Corporate scrapped the cooking competition program.” Frankie sighed.
“Couldn’t fix the murderous fish dish glitch?”
Frankie nodded. “Who would have guessed recycling horror game code would turn out badly.”
Was that sarcasm? With Frankie it was hard to tell.
“But you won’t believe what they replaced it with.”
A sinking feeling in my stomach, I asked, “What?”
“A pumpkin carving contest. Set on a big spooky farm.”
“That doesn’t sound too bad.” I swallowed. “Does it?”
“The pumpkins are alive and fight back. After the first round, there were guts everywhere.”
“Pumpkin guts?” My voice quivered.
“Some of it.”
Final Phase
“I think we have a winner!”
“Another new Halloween program?”
“Yeah. The killer-take-all carving contest didn’t test well. Players kept vomiting. I told them not to include the sulphur and bile scents.”
“Yeah, they were disgusting. What’s the new thing?”
“An island survivor game.”
“Oh, like a deserted island kind of thing?”
“Nah, a full zombie invasion. Survive the infestation and make it to the evacuation landing.”
“Not zombies again.” I shivered. “The program isn’t glitching is it?”
Frankie shook his head, but grinned.
“What’s the catch?”
“The catch is there’s no evacuation. The zombies always win.”
I shivered again.
Be Afraid of the Dark 
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