March252012

Alternate Story 1

Here’s an awesome take on the idea by piningflamingo:

            “I’m very sorry about this,” Robert forced a smile and passed over the bloody bundle of fur to Mrs. Watson.

            She swallowed once, paled noticeably, and swallowed again. She gingerly took the parcel and removed the small towel hiding the worse of the mess. She swallowed again and then lurched forward to heave into the bushes. When she finished she thrust the bundle back to Robert. “You keep it. Your monster might be hungry again,” she spat and then turned back into the house, slamming the door shut behind her.

            Robert sighed as the cold wind blew across his face. He stared down at what was left of Mrs. Watson’s cat with remorse. He was trying very hard not to be angry and this was his reward.

            A dead cat and pissed neighbors.

            Robert shuffled forward carefully over the iced sidewalk, he didn’t want to fall and break anything. Lord knew what the smell of human blood would do to Zach.

            He dropped off the dead cat in his garbage can and made it back to the house in one piece. Zach was at the door waiting for him. Robert pulled off his jacket with one hand and tossed it onto the entryway table.

            “Daaaaaaaaaa,” Zach breathed out heavily, his head seemingly deflating as he wheezed out the word.

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March232012
writingprompts:

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The quote for this one is the premise for the not-yet-made movie Functionally Challenged.

Let me know if you do this, as I would love to reblog it.
(This is also where I’ll be reblogging all the artwork that this idea generates.)

writingprompts:

453

The quote for this one is the premise for the not-yet-made movie Functionally Challenged.

Let me know if you do this, as I would love to reblog it.

(This is also where I’ll be reblogging all the artwork that this idea generates.)

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