Flamingos: Superhero

It was like a nightmare walking, or to be more precise, it was like walking down the street and bumping into a nightmare walking without realizing it, and then getting sucked into being a part of its little world for the rest of the day. In this case, the nightmare was a nice-looking old lady in one of those fluorescent pantsuits that seem to be only a good idea for the elderly, and in their case, perhaps only in order to keep from getting run over by younger, stronger, and quicker people. She looked like a nice enough lady, and I didn't expect anything to happen around her, right up until she looked around, frowned, and asked in a vaguely troubled voice, "Is this Florida?" You've got to watch out for the Alzies, that's one of the first things they tell us. So when it started raining flamingos--


Inspiration: http://www.flickr.com/photos/evaxebra/9118026956/ + "Nightmare 2002" - DJ Baby Anne
Story potential: Medium
Notes: What, you don't think this would happen? Look at how much trouble we have just getting car keys away from our elderly.