“Why are we here?” asked Scarlet.
“To witness her firsthand,” replied Sapphire.
Goldie scoffed, “Witness whom?”
“You see that big tree?” Sapphire asked. “She’s the next generation. We’re just old oak, ladies. Pine is the new black.”
“You mean nobody wants us anymore?” Scarlet exclaimed.
“Well, I don’t want to look at her flawless, tight grain,” Goldie said resentfully. “Just ‘cause were old doesn’t mean were ugly and useless.”
“What’ll we do now?” Scarlet asked. “Get tossed in the trash?”
With satisfaction, Sapphire replied, “Never fear. We’re being repurposed. We’re going to the antique shop. They’re calling us shabby chic.”
This weird little 100-word story was written for Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. I thought I would try something different, and by different I mean not dark or depressing. Be sure to stop by and check out the other tales.