Drabble: The Duel by Anita Roberts Soupir

by specklit

In utter disbelief, I sat on my favorite park bench and watched as a squat man in and old-fashioned suit and cape suddenly appeared a few feet away.

He spotted me, grimaced and withdrew a wand, taking aim. Luckily, another man winked into existence at that moment. Tall and blonde, he looked the proper Victorian. A quick but fierce battle ensued, ending with the shorter wizard being transformed into a rat and scurrying off.

The remaining gentleman grinned, tipped his hat and said, “He won’t be troubling anyone now and New York won’t notice another vermin.” Then he was gone.

Author’s Note: I just like to envision this happening to me.


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