Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty

Steps onto the porch and freezes.
They come at him from the front and both sides. He’s already used the planter to jump up for a support. Gives the attacker coming from the right a face full of fragrant hibiscus.
(They’ve already rifled the house twice seeking it.)
Lands on the right side of the porch, beside the table. It’s hidden, in plain sight, disguised within a functional ’70s Polaroid.
Hardly time to aim as the thugs coil to spring again.
Points the Illudium Q-36 Space Modulator and fires. A pink flash later, they’re so many atoms.
Seriously, Q: pink?
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Thanks, Darleen!