Friday Fictioneers – The Bully

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“Hey little fellow” said Daffy to the newly sprouted Tully.

“I am the boss here. I get all the water and manure. All these teeny weeny plants also sacrifice for my well being”.

“But, I am too small. I need my water and nutrients for my own growth”, replied Tully.

“Look at my stature. Should we settle this over a brawl?”, threatened Daffy condescendingly.

For several days, he forcefully consumed the nutrients from Tully, until the gardener spotted him and exclaimed “Oh! What a beauty! My wife would love it”.

“Karma! Who’s the boss now?” chuckled Tully, triumphantly.

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Word Count: 100.

This is an entry for Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt