Post by Teal | Dixie on Oct 5, 2015 13:31:28 GMT -6
I created this in school with the prompt "rain" so I figured Teal would be a good candidate. It's a bit rushed since we only had twenty-minutes, but enjoy regardless!
P.S. The time era would be too confused to explain to the class, so I changed it.
Rain. Teal never liked it. For one thing, it didn't let him deliver his bread or newspapers meaning no money for a toy from the shop down the street. Second, he had to stay in a bakery full of delicious pastries, which may or may not've been gone by the end of the day. Lastly, Teal had to stay inside. As a boy living in the "Industrial Revolution" as they were calling it now, he had nothing to do. He needed to be outside running and having a grand time instead of sitting and watching the raindrops race on the window. The twelve-year old took off his newsboy hat, scruffing up his hair. A loud bang split through the air, sounding like someone had just dropped a piano outside. Teal had forgotten number four. "Thunder," he mumbled grumpily to himself, as he lay wedged under the counter shaking like a glitching robot. The young boy poked his head out, looking around the darkened bakery. There had got to be something to do. Teal's eyes wandered towards the counter, spotting various pots and pans. "Yes... That might do!" He exclaimed, before scrambling about to form his masterplan.
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"Charge! Onward muffin soldiers. We must defeat the evil yet tasty pie!" Teal ran forward, a large pot on his head and two handfuls of blueberry muffins in each hand. "General" Teal let out a battle cry and tossed the muffins at the evil pie invader laying, unsuspecting to the aggressive pastry attack that was being forced upon it. The pie exploded as Teal shouted "Incoming!" Filling sprayed everywhere, on the boy, the muffins, the wall and the counter, leaving a sticky, yummy mess. Teal lifted his pan-shield of frying-blocking-power. "We have done it!" He exclaimed, clapping two pans together in victory. A light chime of a bell sang immediately stopping the obnoxious pan clapping. "What happened here?!" an aghast Autumn voice sounded through the room. Teal froze, chuckling softly through his filling coated armor. "The rain made me do it?"
P.S. The time era would be too confused to explain to the class, so I changed it.
Rain. Teal never liked it. For one thing, it didn't let him deliver his bread or newspapers meaning no money for a toy from the shop down the street. Second, he had to stay in a bakery full of delicious pastries, which may or may not've been gone by the end of the day. Lastly, Teal had to stay inside. As a boy living in the "Industrial Revolution" as they were calling it now, he had nothing to do. He needed to be outside running and having a grand time instead of sitting and watching the raindrops race on the window. The twelve-year old took off his newsboy hat, scruffing up his hair. A loud bang split through the air, sounding like someone had just dropped a piano outside. Teal had forgotten number four. "Thunder," he mumbled grumpily to himself, as he lay wedged under the counter shaking like a glitching robot. The young boy poked his head out, looking around the darkened bakery. There had got to be something to do. Teal's eyes wandered towards the counter, spotting various pots and pans. "Yes... That might do!" He exclaimed, before scrambling about to form his masterplan.
~
"Charge! Onward muffin soldiers. We must defeat the evil yet tasty pie!" Teal ran forward, a large pot on his head and two handfuls of blueberry muffins in each hand. "General" Teal let out a battle cry and tossed the muffins at the evil pie invader laying, unsuspecting to the aggressive pastry attack that was being forced upon it. The pie exploded as Teal shouted "Incoming!" Filling sprayed everywhere, on the boy, the muffins, the wall and the counter, leaving a sticky, yummy mess. Teal lifted his pan-shield of frying-blocking-power. "We have done it!" He exclaimed, clapping two pans together in victory. A light chime of a bell sang immediately stopping the obnoxious pan clapping. "What happened here?!" an aghast Autumn voice sounded through the room. Teal froze, chuckling softly through his filling coated armor. "The rain made me do it?"