OK everyone, gather round one last time.
We break down the door and waste all four of them plus the dinosaur, it's not a guard dog, OK?
The little boy barely speaks. He won't be much of a witness but can be noisy when he panics. The parents are just slow. Take them out later.
The real brains of the operation is the little girl. She's a know-all pig who remembers everything. Take her out first, don't miss. OK?
Success! Got them all!
"Good story, Grandpa," says the little boy, "Again? Pleeease?"
Flash fiction is very, very short fiction indeed - short stories of any sort of length from a Haiku to ten minutes' reading. Good for when you're in a hurry. This series is a selection of contributions to Friday Flash Fiction, where there's a limit of 100 words. I try to make all mine exactly 100 words.