“This will be the greatest heist of all time; the world has ever known,” said Pancho throwing his arms up in the air.
“What makes you say that?” asked Larry as he was carrying out a self- portrait of one of the greatest.
“Hey! Be careful with that, would you?”
“What’s it to you, jeez, lighten up”
Both of the sides of the paintings hit the wall “bonk bonk”
Larry rolling his eyes along with having his arms crossed.
“You cannot understand how art like this could be worth so much money! Look, this is next.”
“Pancho! Focus. Stop! Horse playing, would you. We still have this speedboat painting next. It’s quite beautiful, actually.”
It is. Isn’t? The way it depicts at the 12 disciples traveling the storms of Galilee. Man, that current looked like it was going to tip off the boat but, nevertheless the unbelievable amount of faith in our Lord, Jesus Christ they had” Pancho vividly describes the greatest painting of all time.
“If you don’t get down here- ASAP- it ain’t going to be pretty for the both of you’ll. Do I make myself, clear!” Before Larry could’ve said anything Robert clicked.
“Quickly, Quickly Pancho the boss is waiting for us – yy- You know the boss ain’t waits for no one! Not me or you.”
“You got it, Larry…Larry, give me a hand, would you?”
Larry walks over he accidentally tips off the alarm systems.
“Beep Beep Beep – Oh Ohhh man boss going to kill us! We can still do this. We just gotta hustle down these spiral staircases as if they were a piece of cake.”
“Let’s do this! Preferably BEFORE the cops get here! Larry.”
Larry looks down at the 3 sets of stairs says “Pancho, Pancho, man I don’t know about this.”
“Look, Larry, it’s this or that. I’ll let you decide. Larry, we have nearly over 500 million packed ready for us to enjoy. Now, why don’t you decide now what you would like to do?”
The sirens from the cops could be heard all across the town of London that night. Luckily, for Pancho Larry did go down the staircase.
“Hey, hey boss gives us a hand, would you.”
Robert jolted out of the car and said: “Give you a hand? Excuse me, are you talking to me, are you talking to me! Well, you must be talking to me, cus I’m the only here.”
Yeah- boss you alright? Pancho and Larry asked with a quarreling tone.
Yeah, boss what’s up?” Asked Larry.
Robert walks over to where Larry and Pancho are standing and says: “You, my children’s- you have done a very fantastic job hijacking this art place. Yet, something must I have to do them on my own – solo-.”
They both stood there with a very puzzled look on their faces.
“Bbb-boss we don’t have much time- the cops will be here any minute now! We gotta go.”
Pancho, in addition, said: You know, his right the cops will be here any minute. I don’t want to go to jail.”
Jannai Calderon
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Flash Fiction
“This will be the greatest heist of all time; the world has ever known,” said Pancho throwing his arms up in the air.
“What makes you say that?” asked Larry as he was carrying out a self- portrait of one of the greatest.
“Hey! Be careful with that, would you?”
“What’s it to you, jeez, lighten up”
Both of the sides of the paintings hit the wall “bonk bonk”
Larry rolling his eyes along with having his arms crossed.
“You cannot understand how art like this could be worth so much money! Look, this is next.”
“Pancho! Focus. Stop! Horse playing, would you. We still have this speedboat painting next. It’s quite beautiful, actually.”
It is. Isn’t? The way it depicts at the 12 disciples traveling the storms of Galilee. Man, that current looked like it was going to tip off the boat but, nevertheless the unbelievable amount of faith in our Lord, Jesus Christ they had” Pancho vividly describes the greatest painting of all time.
“If you don’t get down here- ASAP- it ain’t going to be pretty for the both of you’ll. Do I make myself, clear!” Before Larry could’ve said anything Robert clicked.
“Quickly, Quickly Pancho the boss is waiting for us – yy- You know the boss ain’t waits for no one! Not me or you.”
“You got it, Larry…Larry, give me a hand, would you?”
Larry walks over he accidentally tips off the alarm systems.
“Beep Beep Beep – Oh Ohhh man boss going to kill us! We can still do this. We just gotta hustle down these spiral staircases as if they were a piece of cake.”
“Let’s do this! Preferably BEFORE the cops get here! Larry.”
Larry looks down at the 3 sets of stairs says “Pancho, Pancho, man I don’t know about this.”
“Look, Larry, it’s this or that. I’ll let you decide. Larry, we have nearly over 500 million packed ready for us to enjoy. Now, why don’t you decide now what you would like to do?”
The sirens from the cops could be heard all across the town of London that night. Luckily, for Pancho Larry did go down the staircase.
“Hey, hey boss gives us a hand, would you.”
Robert jolted out of the car and said: “Give you a hand? Excuse me, are you talking to me, are you talking to me! Well, you must be talking to me, cus I’m the only here.”
Yeah- boss you alright? Pancho and Larry asked with a quarreling tone.
Yeah, boss what’s up?” Asked Larry.
Robert walks over to where Larry and Pancho are standing and says: “You, my children’s- you have done a very fantastic job hijacking this art place. Yet, something must I have to do them on my own – solo-.”
They both stood there with a very puzzled look on their faces.
“Bbb-boss we don’t have much time- the cops will be here any minute now! We gotta go.”
Pancho, in addition, said: You know, his right the cops will be here any minute. I don’t want to go to jail.”