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Giggling Balloon, The

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(Or, "Let Me Kiss Your Skin of Silver")

I know it's a cliché, but I met her on the internet. Would it have been better if I'd met her in a bar? Problem is, I could hit a thousand bars and not meet a woman who was into balloons as badly as I was—or at all, for that matter.

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Average: 3.9 (14 votes)

Suicide Hill

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The petrol station rested atop Huntington Hill, known by the locals as “Suicide Hill” for its ridiculously precipitous slope, one that tempted many a youth in wintertime to slide down its icy surface. While achieving near-freefall speeds, the ride had an unfortunate penchant of ending with the sled skidding straight into the busy Lavinia Lane, where traffic was unimpeded by stop signs or any attention given to pesky speed limits.

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Average: 4 (18 votes)

Balloons Are Out There

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(or, “The B-Files”)

 

“I take it you have a working theory,” said Molly, looking away from the crime scene to her partner Scalder.

FBI agents Molly and Scalder had been on many strange cases before, but few were perplexing local authorities as much as this series of disappearances. Agent Scalder looked around the destroyed flat, finding smashed furniture, overturned bookshelves, scattered fragments of latex, and shredded clothing on the floor.

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Average: 3.8 (8 votes)

Fatman and Rounder vs HeliumWoman

or, "The Inflatable Duo's Last Case"

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Average: 3.5 (8 votes)

Lost Giant Inflation Story

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aka, "The Last Giant Inflation Story")

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Bad Neighbor

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Aislan should have been suspicious the moment he opened the envelope. The greeting card was covered in glitter, which quickly dispersed around the den, spilling on the floor of the den while individual particles remained airborne. What little glitter remained on the card spelled out a simple “Happy Birthday!”

Aislan opened the card. The message read, “Call me when you get this.” It was signed “Cadmus,” his across-the-street neighbour.

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Insignificant

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There was a loud “pop” and a giggle, and Severin knew that one of his fellow prisoners had just exploded.

Severin bobbed at the end of his string, looking straight ahead—all he could do without a neck to turn his gaze—and seeing the terrified expressions of the balloons adjacent to him.

All around him, both inside his field of vision and outside, were other human balloons: once men, now inflated versions of themselves. To the casual observer, they appeared as latex toys, with the barest of human features to indicate their former shapes.

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Average: 3.2 (6 votes)

Inflation on 10th Avenue

The mirror confirmed what Ballard Wilcox feared: He was getting bigger.

There was no change in his diet; in fact, he’d been eating less since he’d become chronically unemployed. Yet his clothes were tighter, his shirts impossible to button, his pants barely closing around his waist. Stranger yet, he gently pinched his puffy arm, and it just felt…light. And hollow. Almost balloon-like.

“Putting on a few, Bal?” his wife Dana chided him from the doorway of the bathroom.

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Average: 4 (12 votes)

Balloon DayDreams

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or, "It Happened at the Balloon Shoppe"

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Average: 3 (5 votes)

Big Big Big Brother

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Or, "Heads Will Roll, I'm Back in Control"

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)
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