The exercise:
Our writing today shall revolve around the theme of: predator versus prey.
Today featured family time, yard and house work, and schedules being thrown off by the time going back an hour last night.
Someone really should have warned Max about that ahead of time. Then he might have realized that what he thought was 6:40 this morning was actually 5:40.
Also known as: too bloody early to wake up.
Mine:
"You have to come out eventually."
"I have plenty of food in here, I'm in no hurry to go anywhere."
"Oh, neither am I. After all, I just ate your mother, father, brother, and sister. Or was that your girlfriend? Same thing, perhaps?"
"You're a monster."
"Let's not go there. We need each other, your kind and mine."
"Trapping me in here isn't enough for you, now you're going to lecture me with your nonsensical propaganda?"
"Without the likes of me hunting the likes of you, your entire species would be fat and lazy. No incentive to keep in shape, no need to work as hard as you do. You should show a little gratitude."
"Are you trying to bore me to death?"
"No sir, not at all. Just passing the time until your timely death."
"You'll have to sleep eventually. You'll wake to find me long gone."
"Ah, you have a good point. I am, in fact, feeling quite tired... good night!"
"..."
"Zzzzzzzzz."
"Honestly? You're actually being serious right now? I'm not fooled by your silly little charade - you're obviously not sleeping."
"Well, I'm not now! How could I, with all your yammering? Terribly rude, really."
"You're a terrible actor."
"Yes, well, it's not exactly my forte, now is it?"
"I suppose not."
"Now if you'd just come out here where I can reach you I'd be happy to show you all the areas in which I excel."
"Ripping, rending, rupturing, that sort of thing?"
"Oh yes, quite!"
"I think I'll just stay where I am, thanks."
2 comments:
Heh, I knew you'd be catching up with with the DST sooner or later; we've been there for a couple of weeks. Not sure how long it takes before Max sees it as an opportunity for extra sleep though....
Great little story there, with your excellent characterisation as always. I wish I could keep the voices in my pieces so consistently separate!
It's been a rather stressful 38 hours for me, so no Predator vs Prey I'm afraid. My dog went into labour so I spent all of Sunday night up with her. In the morning we decided that something was wrong, and took her to the vets at, as it turned out, pretty much the right time. She's had to have a c-section (and had a hysterectomy at the same time) to get them out, but she's the proud mother of five enormous puppies. And I mean enormous: factually she's had them a week premature and they're the size of week old puppies – hence why she was having difficulties and we decided to take her to the vet.
They are beautiful puppies; almost all black with tiny little white patches here and there – two have the tips of their tail while, and another is black everywhere except for a tiny blaze on their forehead like a unicorn's horn.
So it's been exhausting and I need to get to bed as work this week is exceptionally busy and demanding. It never rains but it pours, as they say!
Greg - oh, that's exciting news! I'm glad it all ended well and I am looking forward to some pictures :D
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