Yes, folks, it’s that time again, the weekly Friday Fictioneers courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. 100(ish)-word microfiction based on a photo prompt. Here’s my latest humble submission to this fun challenge, entitled, “Warts, and all.”
The young frog prince stared dolefully out between the pale green shutters of the Frog Palace at the group of village girls lined up at the gate below, his wide, flat lips pursed into a petulant frown.
His mother just smiled. “Sweetheart, you know it’s the rules. Every year on your birthday, you have to be kissed by girls from the kingdom to see if it will break the spell.”
At nine years old, he just didn’t understand the appeal. “Why? I like being a frog. It’s fun. More fun than kissing a bunch of stupid girls.”
His mother just laughed. “That’s what your father thought, too.” She leaned over, gently kissed his bumpy, green head and whispered, ”But I changed his mind about that, didn’t I?”