The lumpy casserole moved across the tile floor after the cat. Knocked off the table, by said cat, and tasted, it was spit out and ignored. The amorphous meal wanted revenge. IT was made with tender, delicate love by Katie for Father’s Day. She had mixed into it all she could get her hands on. It was glazed with a riot of colors, sprinkles and all the odds and ends she could thrust into the dish.
The cat, asleep, was suddenly engulfed, consumed, and was not spit out.
“OH NO!” cried Katie, seeing her work on the floor.
It purred.
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This was a prompt piece, where we were given the five words in bold above. We could write what we wanted, and it had to be 100 words or less. Mine: right on the nose: 100 Words!
The Rule of Three Blogfest
I’ll keep reminding folks about this: I’m co-hosting a creative fiction writing blogfest that will run in October, 2011. I created a shared world (the town of Renaissance) for you to set your story in. YOU need to create THREE characters set in Renaissance. How they interact, or not, is totally up to the writer. Four posts total: each post 500-600 words. Three weeks of character set up, a final week post culminating your tale.
For the full set up of Renaissance and the Guidelines, CLICK HERE.
For the First Prompt, CLICK HERE.
lol…you write well and imaginatively! It would never cross my mind to write about a casserole! Clever
Casseroles are scary things. Lumpy and misshapen to begin with. Thanks Louise
Ugh, am gonna think of this the next time I make a casserole! Thanks Stuart! Not.
Lol, kidding. You’re hilariously creative, as always!
Thanks Damyanti. Yes, I aimed to take down the casserole industry with this one!!
That’s really nasty, and I mean that in a “I wouldn’t want to clean up that casserole” kind of way. Your post made me think of my own cat. I recently chased her around the house, me with an empty plate in hand, her with a half eaten chicken nugget in her mouth. She ate most of it before I got it back, not that I wanted it any longer.
OK..that is a very funny visual (the cat running with the chicken nugget). She’s loving it.
Eeeuuuuw ! Gross creativity ! Loved it … but I won’t look at a casserole in the same way again …
I’m wondering if I should have a Name the Casserole Contest?
Thanks Mish.
Surprised the casserole didn’t cough up a furball, but maybe that was left to whoever ate the casserole…eewwww. Cute story Stu, especially considering the words , as you said, you had to use.
The casserole is alive!!! Thanks Jill.
Had to visit, thought only my lady cooked lumpy casseroles. Worse than that i find i’m not the only one with a maniac cat
Maniac cats make good eating. Thanks Larry.
Lol! I am never eating casserole ever again!
See? Something good comes out of the story!!
The fact that I loved casserole makes all the difference!
Well done! Some difficult – amorphous – and hard to match words and you managed a funny little horror story with a twist.
thanks..well, I always think of the word amorphous with casseroles…don’t you?
Wow. That was an unexpected ending!
Well, the casserole loved her back.
nice job — extremely creative
Thanks Danger. Glad you found the comments.
Aha! And that is why I do not eat casseroles….
Beware for whom the casserole trolls…it comes for thee!!