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Writing Prompts #326 & #327


It's Friday again and you know what that means, it's time for a couple of new prompts from the prompt guru, Comicfan. Don't forget to share your prompts in the Prompt Forum, you never know, yours could be featured in the blog next week. I won't keep you waiting any longer, let's see what Comicfan has for us this week!

 

Prompt 326 – Creative
Tag – Family Announcement
Family get togethers were never your thing. However you found yourself without an excuse to miss this one. Once you are there however you are in for a major surprise. There is a big family announcement. What is it?

 

Prompt 327 – Creative
Tag – Bloodsucker
He was a lawyer and most of your friends referred to him as a bloodsucker. He seemed to run after the ambulances and encourage people to sue, but then he met Vincent and work took a back seat for him. Vincent was dark, broody, and made everyone, male or female, just seem to want to be at his side, but most seemed to disappear once they did. Your lawyer friend is changing and you wonder is becoming a real bloodsucker. What do you do?

 

There were only a couple of takers last week and I decided to feature Valkyrie71's response to Prompt #325, enjoy!


“How the hell did a squirrel get inside the house?” I asked incredulously. “And why are you naked?”

 

Our house looked like a war zone. There were muddy footprints – human, squirrel, and feline – scattered throughout the living room; picture frames, knick-knacks, and books graced the floor instead of shelves; and Steve looked like he was suffering from shell-shock. He was covered in mud, scratches, and grass clippings.

 

I was sure that whatever my imagination could come up with wouldn’t even come close to the truth.

 

Steve looked around the demolished living room, then at me, and dissolved into hysterics. I wasn’t sure if I should join in his laughter or call 911.

 

When Steve calmed down enough to breathe, he took my hand and led me through the sliding glass doors to our backyard. The backyard hadn’t fared much better than the living room. We stood on the deck, surveying the damage.

 

“Jesus, Steve! Put some clothes on, will ya? The neighbors will see and they already think we’re perverts.” I grabbed a blanket from the ground that was just as muddy as Steve was. He grinned at me and wrapped it loosely around his hips.

 

Our back lawn was riddled with muddy skid marks. There was an overturned picnic basket near where the blanket had been, and its contents were strewn around the yard.

 

“Well, hun… I was planning a special surprise for you for tonight. I had everything just about set up, when I noticed the picnic basket moving. I opened the lid and a squirrel ran out! He had the cotton batting from a gift box in his mouth, with your gift hanging from it. I started to chase him, but kept slipping in the mud. The sliding glass doors were open because I was still bringing stuff outside and the squirrel ran into the house. Well, Tabitha saw him and joined in the chase, which resulted in the current state of the living room. Apparently I got in between them at some point.” He pointed to the scratches on his chest and arms. “They ran back outside and I have no idea where they are now.”

 


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