Flash Furniture: Science Fiction

Furniture in a flash, shipped right to your house! blared the bright yellow paper advertisements stapled to phone poles. You leave the house, we furnish it! Perfect for house sales, in-law visits, movie sets, or a professional office tour! She snorted cynically, reading that. A professional office tour. Sure. She knew what that read as. A scam, a pop-up office quick enough for investors to be fooled or police to be convinced, taken down and vanished just as fast. We start IMMEDIATELY! Leave your home for ONE hour, minutes after calling us, and come back to find it FULLY FURNISHED. She frowned. This must be a scam, too, above and beyond the usual. Maybe they robbed people's houses during that hour. One of the ways she'd picked up rent money in the last hard months was by working as a furniture mover. To furnish a place that fully took a couple of hours, and that was after driving for at least a half-hour from whatever furniture warehouse the items had been stored in to the new location.


Inspiration: Googled "Flash" -> "Flash Furniture"
Story potential: Medium.
Notes: She peeks, it is teleporting aliens, chaos ensues. Also, teleporting wasn't in my Firefox dictionary yet? Madness. I dunno, though. Something about this story idea feels amateurish to me, not sure why. Probably won't write it.