Grandmamma and Grandpapa Lowenbrau, Mother, Little Wendy, Great Aunt Eunice and the “Danger twins” returned from their rambles about Marie Antoinette’s Hameau de la Reine and found themselves by Le Brun’s Apollo Fountain.
Great Aunt Eunice, captivated by an unexpected Lepidoptera, did not notice a group of mules tethered by the lake waiting to transport children about the grounds. Unsurprisingly when she blundered into the midst of them, one of the asses protested loudly when her umbrella ferrule stabbed it directly in the eye.
“Tut tut tut!” said Great Aunt Eunice as the mules broke free and rampaged across the grass. A pretentious family taking the “Segway” tour were flung from their preposterous vehicles into the lake while genteel tourists who had been enjoying the bucolic scene but moments before fled screaming back to the Chateau, scattering brightly coloured balls of sorbet in their wake.
“Oh purée!” or perhaps something worse cried the traumatised muleteer.
“Really Eunice! I said, you wouldn’t need your umbrella!” scolded Grandmamma.
“Well this is just typical.” sighed mother.
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173 words in response to the photo prompt for Flash Fiction for aspiring writers. This week’s photo prompt is kindly provided by Dawn M. Miller. Thank you Dawn