TUESDAY 4th AUGUST 2020
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..
IT’S NOT ROCKET SCIENCE
by John Yeo
Brains was in the process of constructing a hoax, in the form of a practical joke. He put a secondary hidden wire behind a simple light switch leading to a surprise destination. Brains was top of the class in Science and he felt he had to justify his position. He was acting as if he was new to the subject after a new assistant teacher arrived.
Mr Tweed, a bumptious upstart bully who delighted in showing up the students had picked on him in front of the whole class. To the surprise of everyone in the class Brains was asking questions on the simplest of subjects.
‘Excuse me Sir, can you detail the constitution of electricity.’
‘What do you mean by that you idiotic moron, everyone knows. Electric charge is a fundamental property of matter, borne by particles.’
‘How do you switch on an electric light or a lamp, to convey the electricity to the bulb?’ asked Brains.
‘Are you kidding me, you impudent misbegotten escapee from the planet of the apes?’
There was dead silence in the class as the students held their breath, waiting for a response to this obvious insult.
‘No Sir, I leave all that to the butler and the maid at home, my Father says I don’t have to worry.’
‘Look here! It’s not rocket science. Just screw in the bulb and flip the switch.’
With that the teacher flipped the room light switch and received a nasty electric shock. There was pandemonium as the lights fused and the matron was called. Mr Tweed was whisked off to the infirmary.
Meanwhile Brains removed all signs of his electrical trap.
A week later Mr Tweed returned to the class, he warily treated Brains with a new respect, having realised the embarrassing truth.
© Written by John Yeo