Flash Fiction – Ned and Olive

“Ned, why are we here again? Every Year you make me visit; each year we do nothing; no contact or anything. Absolutely nothing! Apart from sitting here just watching. Could we not at least have a little fun?”

“I know we come every year but it fascinates me. I like this little tradition it has been done for many, many years. Maybe we’ll plan on doing something next year.”

“You say that every time too.”

Ned and Olive would sit on their seats each year and people watch.

Watching people as they went about their business; some were rushing, others slowly shuffled along their way at a slower pace. Nobody ever seemed to notice that they were being watched. Ned and Olive never had an acknowledgment or a word of hello. They were passed by completely unnoticed.

“You know you don’t have to come Olive.” Ned said to her softly as he took her hand, trying not to take his eyes from the crowds.

“You know that I couldn’t not come, I would miss your eyes light up.” Olive replied.

Ned moved his head for a moment to face Olive. Giving her a kiss on the forehead.

Olive and Ned were very close, and as much as Olive wasn’t keen on his wild adventures, she enjoyed his company more.

Their favourite time of the evening was coming, even Olive admitted to it being her favourite part too. The groups of people were slowing down, there were smaller groups bunched together. Families and friends, strangers all stood together in the same area, waiting and watching. All Ned and Olive could see were back of heads; they weren’t the type to get too close, or too involved.

They just loved the magic, the anticipation. The couple had come to learn that this was a New Year’s Eve celebration; it was their favourite one too. Ahead of the crowd was a large clock, brightly lit the hands moving into the direction of a countdown. It was almost time.

5,4,3,2,1!! HAPPY NEW YEAR! Booms filled the skies with bright lights hitting the clouds. Boom.

“Come on Olive, quick.” Ned grabbed her by the hand.

“Where are we going?” She replied as they moved to their vehicle. “We will miss our favourite show.”

“No we won’t.” Ned responded excitedly.

As he sat behind the controls, he looked at Olive. “Let’s take a closer look.”

It wasn’t something they had ever done, their vehicle rose and moved amongst the fireworks. Looking around them they could see the sparks, it was a perfect light show; from down below they could see people pointing to the show; but their fingers also followed Ned and Olive’s movements too.

The Glowing red light which lit up their ship had remained on – they had been seen.

It was time for them to leave, following the highest of fireworks until they were no longer in sight, out of the Earth’s atmosphere into the starry space; making their way home to Mars.

“Same again next year, Olive?”

“Yes, please.”

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