Happy Friday! A little birdie told me that people were wanting their prompt fix. The prompts are a great way to jumpstart writing, whether you're stuck on your current project or you're looking to write for the first time. Don't forget that prompt responses that are under 1K can be posted in GA Stories, but they must be posted as part of a collection. So without further delay, here's your weekly prompts.

Prompt 494 – Creative
Tag – List of Words
Use the following words in a story : army uniform, a dog, a tent, a hamburger, and a toy.

Prompt 495 – Creative
Tag – The Vacation
Mostly you wanted to stay home, but you won a vacation. Where was the trip to and how was it?

This week, let's look at the responses for Prompt #492:

“Now what do we do?” Casey huddled closer to his twin in the supply closet. “This was your bright idea.”

 

Jamie glared. “You agreed to it.”

 

“I did not agree to play a prank on the principal. What on Earth possessed you to use that spell on Principal Jopas?”

 

Casey cringed as he thought back over the last twenty minutes.

 

Jamie had talked Casey into teaching him the creation spell for flour their mother had taught Casey recently. Casey was always helping in the kitchen, where as Jamie preferred to be outside playing.

 

Casey had assumed—wrongly as it turned out—that Jamie planned to cover a fellow student in flour at school, it was typical prank and harmless. He hadn’t even conceived that Jamie would cast the spell just as Principal Jopas entered the room.

 

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“Now what do we do?” David asked himself, when the smartphone displayed a picture of his family five years ago, with his wife and son still alive, as background screen. When he put down his phone into his chest pocket of his military-style short-sleeved shirt, he had to take a deep breath trying to squeeze the now warm metal of the pitch slide driver in his strong hand.

 

The young wolf was dead.

 

David left the hut that served as his ‘office’ to get some clean evening air, though he could still smell the remnants of oil and Diesel #1 given his wolf nose.

 

Putting the phone away, old painful memories resurfaced.

 

Though, this time the call wasn’t about his son. This time it wasn’t the same disbelieving numbness. This time it wasn’t a rogue fight, but in a round-about way some supposedly reasonable wolf punishment. But it still hurt. And it shook him.

 

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“Now what do we do?” Eric muttered to Rob as his brother parked the car a few spaces away from Jasper’s blue pickup. The unmistakably handsome figure of Trevor next to Nelson, both of them chatting happily with Maria, Tony, Jasper and Carolyn, made his guts clench. It wasn’t actually jealousy or worry, more like a possessive urge to jump out of the car and rush over to ‘claim’ his boyfriend. Showing the world – and Trevor – that Nelson was his and his alone, which was ridiculous because the GSA president knew this already. The dark-haired senior had given no signs of resenting Eric or his relationship with the junior who had been his Prom date a year before.

 

“What do you mean ‘What do we do’?” Rob gave his brother a surprised look. “You go over there and give your boyfriend a good morning kiss, and I’m gonna talk with my new friend.”

 

“You mean Jasper?” Eric hadn’t been sure whether to be pleased last night when Rob turned up together with the redhead, who was picking them up after the drama club meeting. He and Nelson were the only people left, since the meeting had finished twenty minutes before. Neither of them cared about the delay as it might give them lots of opportunity to kiss in the rehearsal room.

 

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