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Submitted to Contest #95
"Kjaa? You sound like an animal girl," she harshly judged him. He? He just jumped away from the table, shouting, screaming. He completely burned his tongue on the overly hot tomato soup. She laughed. "If you are that angry, I will go home." Right in front of his face, she waved at him. "Oh, you are mute, not deaf," she poked fun of him as she opened the door. Ronald looked furiously around the room. Usually, he is a time organizing freak, but he simply lost any positive feeling towards it. A heavily burned tongue is no child's play, okay? ...
Submitted to Contest #94
"I am a loner, Sally, a rebel. Therefore I have to, in the name of animal liberation, commit a terror attack against the local zoo." "Are you braindead? How is that a logical conclusion?" She wondered and kicked hard against my shin. "Sally, there is freedom, and there is true freedom. A lion, a king, his majesty, isn't born to be caged." "There are other ways to do it. How about a petition? Talking with the zoo director?" "There is a time for words, and there is a time for action. Freedom, the greatest of all things, must be obtained with a...
Submitted to Contest #93
"Everybody loves you. Everybody is your fan. Everybody loves your play for the football team. Why the heck aren't you coming to the party celebrating this year's good results for the team?" "I am scared of the dark and drunk people. I am not sure which is worse." "Childhood trauma? C'mon man, you are something like a grown-up now." "Poltergeist was a documentary, and nobody - I repeat - nobody can convince me otherwise." My teammate sighed visibly. He raised his hand in defeat and left the room. A few minutes later, he came back. "Here," he ...
Submitted to Contest #92
"C'mon, bro, are you afraid of haunted houses or what?" He challenged me. "Nah, it is just not my thing, you know." "It isn't even a haunted house, just some flashing lights issue. So, cool down, and don't be scared." "I am not scared," I defended myself - in vain - against the accusations of him. I felt the gaze of the others all over my body. "Whatever, we go in!" I shouted with fake enthusiasm and led our hiking group in the direction of the wooden house on top of the hill. "He is such a scared kitten sometimes," one of the gir...
Submitted to Contest #90
"We are not evil. We want to remove a mistake we made," the media spokesman of Not-Evil-Biochemicals Inc. told the audience of journalists. "Who even had this weird idea? I heard about many things, but nobody tried to create a vegan sheep that is alive and out of potato salad!" One expert of the pastoral magazine Sheep Dies In Darkness asked him. "Well, the scientists who lead the project are German; we as well had no chance to get sauerkraut, so we were kind of in a bind, you know." "This is interesting to know, but certainl...
Submitted to Contest #88
In the old times when wishing was still effective, there was a normal girl who didn't want to be a normal girl. Her days she spent at school. The time after school she spent with her evil sisters. They mocked her shoes. "Pumpkin? Is that even a color?" One of them asked."But," the other sister started, "it fits her! Her head looks like a hokkaido!"Flustered and with an orange face, the normal girl moved to another room. There she started cleaning the house, the garden, and the Nintendo Switchs of the male family members. She was de...
Submitted to Contest #87
It was a month before the first of April, and the thousands of workers of ripConnection were stoked. Their flagship product - friendlyMilBoomer or FMB for short - served about 7 billion users a day. Each year the company tried to pull some prank on its users. So far, they did it ten times, and ten times it ended up in a total disaster. You may wonder why they didn't stop this tradition. Simple, it is the only social network that nobody can even think about touching due to its gigantic size. It too may help that the CEO spend too much of his ...
Submitted to Contest #86
"Really, you don't let us through?" He asked the flowers with a big sigh at the end of the sentence. "Nohoho!" The Flowers answered sternly and waved their sunflower-shaped heads around. This annoying weed is totally playing us. Just let us through to Prince Charming so that she, my annoying sis, can finally go away. "Yeaaah, I can totally understand this!" She reacted to the flowers' answer. "One should have to finish an adventure before finding Prince Charming. I can't imagine just getting the love of your life thrown at you!" She was...
Submitted to Contest #84
"Well, hello. May I suggest that your blue eyes fit rather well with your police uniform?" "You can rightfully do so, Mr. Cord." The policewoman approved but still handcuffed him. "It just won't get you anywhere." "Married?" "Happily married for seven years." "Now, that is interesting!" Cord laughed. The policewoman ignored his words and just pushed him into the car. The policewoman handed him over to another policewoman. "I thought I end up in prison. I can't see how this is punishment?" "A fine English gentleman, are you, despite n...
Submitted to Contest #82
"Hey, welcome! I am so happy that you are around!" Clammy's text appeared on the screen."The design is good, and the bubbles make it looks like it is talking to you. I just wonder, aren't speech bubbles and a picture of it a bit too much?" One of the guys from the development asked me, his manager."I would have agreed with you if it wouldn't be for one thing: The picture is of a paper clip. It reminds people of another famous paper clip; this is retro; this is prime meme material. We ride to the top on social media shitposts." I ex...
Submitted to Contest #81
With some gentle force, Ick pushed the last bit of toothpaste into his brush. Neither a thief nor a gentleman can live long without stunning white teeth that make women throw roses at them. Today was his first date in ages. The last woman left him because she wasn't at all into his "crime thing," but he didn't cry due to her turning 25 a week before. He & his date met in a posh café; she was already there when he entered the café. "Oh! It is you!" The woman said. Ick looked at her a few times, always focused on different pa...
Submitted to Contest #80
"Believe me. We didn't steal the election. I know what I talk about, I work for the FBI." Stated Grub with a dead sure tone. "Yeah, I too work for the FBI. We work together, remember?" Asked his college Hog him annoyed. I hope the next boss hates Monk, The Mentalist, and all those series, so that I won't have to deal with those 'excentric detectives' all the time. In his 30 years for the Bureau, he had not witnessed a worse time to work with a partner."So, the old guy is dead. What now?" Hog asked rhetorically, hoping for no ...
Submitted to Contest #79
"How? Carl, how did you do it? I can't understand it." Said Martin into the empty house as he opened the envelope. A week ago, Martin met Carl again after what seems to be a lifetime, but it was just a month. The door opened, the arms opened, everyone hugged and were ready for a good time. Carl was always a rascal, but one with charm. He nailed the whole collection of eyebrow-raising phrases. He was a bit of an artist in this regard. Rarely did one hear such a well delivered "mistakes were made." or "I can already see how we can tu...
Submitted to Contest #78
"I knew that someday our time would come again," says Adam with a delighted smile on his face.Adam, a modern french man, has a dark red brighter yellow family secret. His long family line was originally — and some lines still are! — native to Montreuil, a suburb of Paris. Back in the day — the 1870s — his family came to fame in this place when they received a large contract from the nice & mighty people of Paris. They were contracted to build a roughly 373 square miles large maze of fruit walls.As you probably know what a maze is, I will...
Submitted to Contest #77
For all it lays, the snow just twist the arm of her. Spending days - no, weeks - above the herd that did it last to her. Open and lost she moves around the snowed spire of the cabin she just bought. Still, the current stays, as the snow cuddles her arm. Sweeping snow, always pushing inwards from the outward, turning everything white that once was gray, but what will remain? She dreams her life away, every second a thing lays more on her as it already did in the past. No snow will make her disappear, despite being a dancing coward who t...
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