Jacob and Ling were excited by the forecast. They went outside and gazed up at the falling snow. Then Jacob noticed something.
“Is there supposed to be a giant rock hurtling down from the sky today?”
“Crap, every time…”
Tweet Fiction is fiction short enough to fit on Twitter. I am calling it Tweet Fiction and not Twitter Fiction (which is common on Twitter) because I like the name better, and this is Medium. Plus, it sounds better than Micro-Micro-Fiction.