I'm sure many of you are dealing with a hangover ... from the sugar you ate with all the candy last night on Halloween. Just remember today is Friday and the start of the weekend and a chance for you to do something truly wicked. What kind of wicked you ask? Well, what about one of my prompts.

Prompt 274 – Creative
Tag – First Line
“Is that honestly what you think of me?”

Prompt 275 – Creative
Tag – The Twist
You have been invited to be a guest on a new game show. You figured it would be easy to answer some questions and win some money. Once you were in front of the camera you found it all to be rather easy and figured you would end up winning when you seen who your competitors were. Then the host came out and introduced the twist to this new game show. What is it?

Last week there were a number of entries for the Halloween themed prompts. Kitt came through a new tale that also returned with the cast of characters she had used in an earlier prompt. While standing completely on its own the story becomes richer if you read the earlier one. Using prompt 273 which read - You are throwing a small Halloween Party for your close friends. You put together some killer food, holiday music, and everything seems perfect. Your guests arrive in some wild costumes and just when it seems everything is perfect you have an uninvited guest show up, and a real witch to boot. Upset by the costumes and attitudes of your guests she cast a spell over them, making them into their costumes until dawn. What sort of things are now at your party? What have you become? Will everyone make it till dawn?

The Graveyard Party

 

Bobby smiled to himself. When they had moved into this place a month ago most of his friends had reacted like Paul had. No one wanted to “hang out in a freaking graveyard”. Steve had been the only one had been cool about it – he helped beat back the weeds and clean the place up, but really would rather hang in the house and pretend the neighbors were just very quiet. Most of the rest of his crowd had come around eventually too. Paul was the only guy refused to come over.

 

It had taken forever to get the place cleaned up. It takes a lot of vegetation to completely hide a graveyard with huge weird tombstones from the world. But now it was all trimmed back, the stones had been cleaned and polished, the shoes had be repainted a pretty Wedgwood blue, and they had even gotten a monument specialist in to drill a drain hole into the giant tuba. Mom had tossed a fit after a rainstorm when the birds started using it as their own personal swimming pool. Best of all though was the fountain mom had insisted be put in by the new parking area. Mom had always been mindful of all the various religion’s beliefs and superstitions, and said that there was one group who believed you had to wash the death off your hands and feet after visiting a grave so it did not follow you home. Her very first shopping trip once she started to feel better was to the local greenhouse and landscape supply to pick out a properly graveyardish fountain. She had dad attach a metal towel ring to each side, and put stone benches on either side of it. Bobby loved the look. It was, in his opinion, straight out of a Vincent Price movie!

 

Dad had gotten a new job too, things were looking up. With mom feeling better and dad working, they decided that they really did want to throw a Halloween Party in the graveyard.

 

So, here it was, sundown on Halloween, and everything was ready. The weather was very mild, promising a fun evening with no need of jackets covering the costumes. Bobby and his dad had worked all day to get the graveyard ready. They hung strobe lights that were linked to speakers hidden all over playing a thunderstorm. They had even put one inside the tuba with a motion sensor to trigger big band music to play as you walked past. Just as the sun passed below the horizon Bobby put the dry ice in the upper basin of the fountain, and smiled as the first of his friends were dropped off in the driveway. He straightened his Dudley Doright Mounties costume and went to say hi to his nemesis Savoir Faire. Steve was right – this was going to be one hell of a party.

Want to know how it ends? Of course you do. You can find it here - http://www.gayauthors.org/forums/topic/37849-prompt-273-creative/

The rest of last week's prompts can be located here - http://www.gayauthors.org/forums/topic/37848-prompt-272-creative/

So remember to write, read, and review. Till next week - enjoy. - Wayne