Writing Prompt ~ Creative Copy Challenge #599
Posted: October 17, 2019 Filed under: Uncategorized 16 CommentsThis is a writing prompt. Bet you can’t do it! Take the 10 random words below and crush writer’s block by creating a cohesive, creative short story! And remember: after (if) you finish entering your submission into the comment field, highlight your words and click the bold button to make them stand out and help you determine if you forgot any words. (If you’ve missed previous writing prompts, we BET YOU CAN’T do those, either.) NOTE: Our bolding plugin is gone, so you’ll have to put before and after each of your challenge words if you want them to stand out, but NOT REQUIRED THOUGH! Or, as cleverly done by a CCC-er you can CAPITALIZE the challenge words in your piece.
- Squash
- Candy Corn
- Cape
- Fangs
- Trick
- Treat
- Pillow Case
- Lantern
- Goblin
- Cackle
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My face looked like a pillow case, as I inched toward the Guinness Book of World Records. My brother had dared me to stuff 100 pieces of candy corn into my mouth and, like a fool, I fell for his trick. He had pre-soaked each treat with Elmer’s glue. I heard him cackle as my incisors failed to squash the increasingly gummy mess.
“You need fangs to cut through that gob. Ha-ha! you’re a goblin gobblin’ a gob of spit and glue!”
“Mwoof pu du bwoo dup!”, I retorted. I reached the book, grabbed it and sailed it toward his head. Unfortunately, he ducked. The book smashed into Mom’s favorite lantern, causing it to shatter into a billion pieces.
“Now, look what you’ve done! Better use that candy to put it back together.”
That was actually a good idea. I spat out the gooey mass into my hand and smeared it onto my brother’s Superman cape.
“Ewww, gross! Get this off! You foul punk!”
“Nah, I’m just going to tell Mom you were horsing around, flying off the couch and hit the lantern. See ya!”
Mitch ~~ just the thought of Elmer’s glue soaked into the candy… yikes, what siblings will do to each other! LOL
And yes, I am chucklin’ along my way.
Thanks, again!
Kathleen
P.S. I love it that you Write On!
Thanks, Kathleen! I kind of grossed myself out, imagining that candy corn…ugh!
Cheers,
Mitch
It’s a trick, all right; they will never know what hit them. The goblin removed his cape and slathered on the make-up to make himself look as near enough human as did not matter. He could do nothing about the fangs – but they would be a part of his disguise’s disguise. His Uncle Leonard had carved him the regulation Squash Lantern, and his Aunt Maud had sewn him a pillowcase with a false bottom that opened with Velcro from the bottom; he hated the look and smell of candy corn, so he’d put any he was given there, there for easy disposal, later. With a cackle, chortle, gurgle and titter, he left the airship. His first Halloween on Earth would be a treat… at least, for him!
Adorable goblin! What a fun, light read. Well done, Tanja.
Cheers,
Mitch
Hello Miss Tanja!
What a fun night it does sound like. I started seein’ this little fella and his makeup, costume etc.
Thanks for the smiles. Write On,
Kathleen
“Squash that thought!” the orange, yellow, and white triangle collection of sugar, corn syrup, and wax began slipping off the eye teeth as the goblin spoke.
“But Lumpnose,” the gruff pleading began, “it would be a treat to head up to the Cape again. You know… and trick those unsuspecting hobbitnobbin’ kids into our pillow case,” Grubfoot cackled.
Lumpnose swiped his tongue across his teeth bringing the Candy Corn fangs into his mouth.
“We haven’t done that in ssssooo long!” Grubfoot said with down cast eyes as she scuffed the cracked and dry sole of her foot on the dirt floor of the hovel splashing dirt on the brown recluse ambling across the ground.
“Okay, but we have to bring a lantern this time,” Lumpnose relented with an excitement that twinkled in his eye, yep… one eye. He knew if he’d had better light last time … he would still have two eyes. He rubbed the palms of this plump stubby hands together as well as the soles of his chubby feet at the thought of the reward … hobbitnobbin’ stew, hobbitnobbin’ blood sausage, hobbitnobbin’ jerky,oooohhhh I can’t wait! he thought as he gave himself four m ore sugary fangs.
“He knew if he’d had better light last time … he would still have two eyes.”
That made me bust out laughing!
I know you had fun with this one, Kathleen!
Cheers,
Mitch
Hello Mitch!
Yes, yes I did. I am getting to a place in my schedule that I can take time to play with the lists more often now. I miss getting to have fun with words.
I am glad I could return the laugh favor!
Write On,
Kathleen
The Candy Corn display, at the front of the store, was quite intriguing thought the Goblin with the lantern fangs, as she held up the – on sale, fifty-percent off, one night only, squash colored, fitted-sheets — and compared them to her thinning cape, in the domestics aisle of the twenty-four hour, well-lit store, thinking of a bed for her chihuahua.
“Treat yourself to two” said the tired and famished looking – but definitely congenial – given that it was close to the middle of the night, (overworked and underpaid) retail worker.
With a small cackle, the goblin replied, “The trick is all in the pillow, case dismissed!” and reached for a flat, twin sized sheet that she slipped into her cart, next to the Mason jars with golden colored lids and the pomegranate colored, ferns she thought would look perfect in her diminutive living room.
Hello Finnegan! Welcome to the CCC!
It’s nice to see you found your way here. I post a weekly challenge, but there is no reason you can’t go back and try ANY of the challenges you want.
I like your description of the retail worker.
Write on, Please!
Kathleen
Candy corn. I cant stand them. In case you were wondering it’s a trick! It’s a terrible trick indeed. One that buries its fangs deep into your soul with a muffled cackle and delivers you to an eternally unsatisfied existence. This awful little creature slightly larger than a squash seed, wearing a treat colored cape of flavorless goblin crap is no treat at all. So if you find this abomination rolling around on your pillow case after a long hard night of REAL candy hunting by the light of your chemical lantern, please take care. You have been warned.
Hello Brian!
A Welcome to the CCC is either in order or … it’s been so long since I’ve seen your name that a welcome back is due… either way… hello!
I am chuckling as I finish reading… “You have been warned.” I love it.
Write On,
Kathleen
Hi Finnegan! I liked your play on pillow case. Welcome to the CCC!
Cheers,
Mitch
The hungry wolf hid his fangs in the goblin costume. “I want blood, not candy corn!” his cackle vibrated through his body. “My trick will be to squash a lantern carrying child walking alone.” Grabbing his pillow case while pulling up his cape to fit in with others, he went out to treat himself like all wolfs do.
OOOO Paulllewisville! ~~ What a fun way to step in and introduce yourself to our group.
This sure sounds like a ditty that could be expanded!
Write On,
Kathleen