Engine Company 31 responded to fire report early in the afternoon; a minor fire in a vacant lot with little danger of spreading.
The freak weather arrived suddenly. Rapidly darkening skies, rumbling and the whistle of high-speed winds heralded the arrival of a funnel cloud. Seconds before touchdown, a wooden building plummeted from the sky and slammed down with a colossal crash in the empty lot.
The firefighters stood staring at one another in disbelief.
The door flew open with a sharp kick from the inside. Small and colorfully dressed figures exited the home, singing.
“We represent the Lollipop Guild.”
Inspired by this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt:
And for folks who might miss the reference, a scene from the Wizard of Oz (MGM 1939):