The bigger they are the harder they fall

PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox

What a night!

Richard awoke to the not-unfamiliar herd of elephants trampling through his brain.  

A quick scan of his body confirmed all limbs were present.  He vaguely remembered the usual arm-wrestling challenges.  Standard.  100% record still in tact. He’d beaten a big lad.  Rough.  That didn’t go down well, Richard smiled.  The bigger they are the harder they fell.

Then what? 

A hazy memory of a drunken rematch suggested.  Big Lad wanted revenge.  He searched his memory. Oh no!  Surely not!! Well that explained the pain in his shoulder and the blood and mud that covered hands. 

It’s been a while (3 years in fact – I didn’t realise it was quite that long! – but it’s so good to be back. Thank you for still being here! Friday Fictioneers – every week a story in 100 words or less. My personal challenge is to be bang-on 100.