She was waiting for her godmother to finish plucking that cockerel, bring the fiddlers and put her veil on. She knew that townsfolk were on their way and she didn't want to make them think they hadn't been out into the world before. She gauged the serving sizes and looked for her mother around the Hall. Ma', I want the good plates for them, the ones with the peacocks. Give them two extra slices of balooney for the appeteasers and give each of them a tube of whipped cream for the cake - let 'em see that it's not like they make it out to be, we watch Masterchief as well.
(Translated by Carla Bețianu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In May 2022, the group has 8,350 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
