“What have I done!?” Raistline yelled as he watched the flames tear through the building. He wiped at the soot covering his face, trying to clear his vision as the smoke grew thicker. The Ektrosis temple was burning all around him.

Zoron’s last words before leaving on his mission came back to Raist as he watched a tower collapse: “I’ll only be gone for a week. Keep your dirty feet off my desk and don’t burn the damned place down!”

A screaming acolyte ran past Raist with his robes on fire. Oh man, Z is gonna kill me.

Prompt

Write a story telling us how Raist managed to get to the point as laid out above and how he deals with it.

Grading

This will be graded using the DJB fiction rubric, but with a twist. The weights will be altered for each category as follows:

1 - Spelling/Grammar/Mechanics (stays the same at 10%)

2 - Creativity (down to 10%)

3 - Realism (down to 5%)

4 - Story (down to 25%)

5 - Entertainment/Humour (up 50%)

As you can see, the emphasis is on making us laugh. Spelling/grammar are staying weighted the same as usual because that’s usually where people get crushed in other fiction competitions.

Specifics

Minimum 500 words. Submit it in via any common format or in the submission box.