DFF: Glitter Stampede

Yes, I know that the tags following the conversation are terrible… the writing could use work, but remember guys, this is raw, unedited work… So enjoy the humor and look past the bad writing please…

Today’s Prompt: She showed up at his door, soaking wet, bruised, and covered in glitter.

Today’s Story:

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Glitter Stampede

It was just around three in the afternoon… school was getting out for the day, when there was a pounding at his door.  She stood there, shivering, soaking wet, bruised, and covered in glitter.
“What happened?!” Jerry exclaimed.
“Well… you see… I was in charge of the kindergartners art classes. To say it didn’t go well is an understatement.  I had paints and glitter… what could go wrong, right?” Suzi scoffs at herself.
“Obviously something happened… Did they charge you for the glitter?” Jerry laughs, trying to lighten the situation.
“Well, yes. As a matter of fact they full on stampeded! I guess I got off easy. The last person in charge of arts and crafts landed in the hospital. There should be a warning with that class!” She answers, pain making her voice waver.
“Oh man, here let me get you some different clothes! Do you need to be checked out?” He asks her.
“Why do you think I am here. I figured you could make sure there is nothing lasting. They were just kindergartners for criminy sakes! You would not believe how dangerous they are!” She retorts.
“Oh trust me, I know. Why do you think I avoid children at all costs. There is nothing more dangerous than a child after glitter…” he trails off laughing quietly. “Sorry… too soon, I know.”

Well, I hope you found the humor and please… share what comes to mind when you read this prompt! As always, I love hearing from you in the comments! And if you haven’t seen them yet, please check out the anthologies I am published in, the MN Emerging Writers and the National Edition!


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