Doommates
I came home to see my bike bent out of shape. And blood covering the front porch.
Not again.
Jorgan the Doomhammer was on the couch, watching an infomercial. It was the same old story: you meet a barbarian in another dimension, he saves your life, follows you home.
“You broke my bike.” I said.
“Yeah. Threw it at a truck.”
“And the blood?”
He shrugged massive shoulders. “Killed a deer. Keeping the skills sharp. The hide’s in the tub.”
“Please clean it up.” I walk to the bathroom, avoiding blood and viscera. “And replace the toilet paper next time!”
The Green-Walled Treehouse 
And somehow, no matter how many times you say they’ve paid their debt, they still feel obligated. Now, if he could only lead him to another dimension and make a quick exit!
Wonderful imagination you have, David.
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yeah, maybe find him a girlfriend or something, haha.
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LOL…and the title… 🙂
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Thanks, Dawn. Yeah, I thought about the title for a while first.
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Love the image of a bike out of shape. And I’ve never known a man to replace the toilet paper so Mr. Doomhammer is hardly alone. 🙂
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If I had more space I could have had them arguing over if they should put it feeding from the front or back. 🙂 Another eternal conflict, haha.
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Wonderful last line
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Thanks, Neil. I figured I’d end on the biggest complaint of all.
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Barbarians huh? You can’t take them anywhere, least of all home.
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I guess it shouldn’t be too surprising 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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it must be tough living in a situation like that. 🙂
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Doomhammer for a roommate? Yikes. And clearly he doesn’t mind the blood and viscera.
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I guess we all have our pet peeves, haha.
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You definitely need to find him a hobby! This one made me laugh, poor guy.
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Maybe he could get into acting or strongman competitions 🙂
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So danged funny. The thing that peeved him was the TP. Nice sword.
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Haha, yep. Bloody deer hide in the tub? meh. Empty toilet paper? Not again! Thanks for reading, Lisa.
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lol. You’re welcome, David.
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It’s never good to be beholden to a Doomhammer I suppose. It sounds kinda messy. Wonderful writing, David!
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Thanks, Brenda. Yes, I don’t think I’d want a roommate like that. 🙂
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Dear David,
You never cease to amaze me. The last line made me laugh out loud. Hope your weekend is going well.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Aww, thanks Rochelle. So glad you liked it. The weekend went well and this is my last week of work before the winter break, so that’ll be good. 🙂
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Great take on the prompt. Love this!
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Thanks! Glad you liked it.
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