Today’s is a fun little piece coming at you. I seem to always thing the newest one is the best. Obviously I have been really enjoying this endeavor, even if I don’t always feel like writing them! This piece is particularly fun to me, because I could so see this being my parents.
Today’s Prompt:I told you, my love, there’s a demon in the basement.
Today’s Story:
Honey-Do List
Bob just walked in the door, and his wife greeted him with a kiss on the cheek. “How was your day, honey?”
“Same as usual. I can’t wait until tax season is over and things slow down.” He reply’s. “What about you? Did you have a good day? Do anything eventful? Are there any chores that need taken care of before I relax?”
“It was a good day. I made a pie to go with dinner, caramel apple, your favorite recipe. I called our granddaughter for the recipe. Oh, and your package arrived from Amazon, I left it on the table. Also, there is a demon in the basement, thought you might want to know.”
“That’s nice dear. I will go down after a while and take care of it. I want to see if that is my new computer components first.” He wanders in to the dinning room and opens the box. “It is! I can’t wait to get this set up. I will do that after dinner, and pie! I can’t wait to dig in to that, she has such a great recipe… Alright, something about the basement you said? I will go look into it now.”
She smiles, knowing he didn’t really hear the conversation and starts counting down on her fingers, doubting she will even hit two. Five, four, three…
“AHHHHHHH! What the hell?! What happened?!” He comes flying up the stairs and slams the door behind him. Standing there, he holds the door shut, arms outstretched panting. “There is something not… That…” he can’t finish any sentences.
“I told you, my love, there’s a demon in the basement.” She answers calmly.
Well, there you have it, a fun little piece. I hope you enjoyed! What story does this prompt leave you? Do you ever write people you know? Or write stories and then the characters remind you of people and you totally see the story differently? And if you like what you find here, check out the anthologies I am published in, MN Emerging Writers and the National Edition!
Teatime, always my favorite time of day. Nothing like taking a few moments out of your day to just relax and kick back, enjoy a nice hot cuppa, eat a few tasty morsels and maybe just get a few moments to yourself to read or study something just for your enjoyment. Setting down my tea, I am just turning the page when out of no where I am in some dingy, musty smelling basement, chanting going on around me. I look over my reading glasses and take in the occupants of the room I am now standing in. Sighing heavily I close my book, and snap my finger sending it home to my library. Quirking one eyebrow I take in the room around me. “How may I serve you?” I ask, being sure to keep my features pleasant, this one will be so easy to fool, obviously used to being in charge, and not having a lick of sense, he is holding a shivering, half naked woman in front of himself. Not like I can’t get plenty of women on my own. What is with these humans and thinking I want half clothed human women?!
“We have summoned you here, and have circled you, so you must do our bidding, and in return I have a sacrifice you can do with as you please.” Comes his commanding and sure of himself reply.
“Yes, I see. You have done such a marvelous job of summoning me. Following every textbook desire. So, you are saying if I do as you will, I can have my desire?” I ask him, careful to keep my eyes on the woman. Implying she is my desire and not the mad man holding her.
“Oh yes!” he exclaims.
Carefully I keep from rolling my eyes at his stupidity. “Well then, what is your will?” I ask, just waiting to get my hands on him. Humans like him do not deserve to live a free life.
“I want you to grant me powers beyond my wildest dreams!” His eyes dreamily drifting to some world that no one can see but him.
“Oh, I can do that, but it may be a higher price, are you prepared to pay that price?” I ask him softly.
“Yes, I will pay any price!”
“Then come here. I will grant you all the power at my disposal.” The man walks in to the circle, dropping it and I touch him, clasping his wrist. “You are sure this is what you desire?” I ask him, a final time.
“More than anything! I want to be the most powerful human!” He says.
“That is all I needed to hear, thank you,” I laugh, blinking out of the room with him, taking him to my lair for training.
“What… what is going on? Where are we? What have you done?” he stammers, looking at the poshness around him.
“I have brought you to my home for training. There was no way I was staying in that nasty cesspool a moment longer than I had to. Besides, you said that you were willing to pay the price, and that price is simple… you are to become a pet… and if you do really well, then who knows, you may even become a gift.” I answer, laughing at the expressions fleeting across his face. “Now, in you go.” I shove him in to a large kennel, reserved just for the purpose.
“What? You can’t do this! Let me out!” He wails, trying to reach through the bars and get out. I laugh, it has been too long since I trained a new pet. Oh the joys of breaking them. “Demons are stupid. Pawns. You can’t do this to me!” He rages.
“Stupid. Pawns. Who is the pawn now? You were the one driven by your desires for power. Not me.” I laugh and walk out of the room. Ah yes, he will make a marvelous gift for Valentines day. And training new pets is what I do best.
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