Prompt: 056. chainsaw

1. There was something freaky about opening the tool shed and finding it full of chainsaws. There had to be a dozen of them, some hanging from the walls, others covering the workbench. All of them in working condition.

There was something freaky about opening the tool shed and finding it full of chainsaws. There had to be a dozen of them, some hanging from the walls, others covering the workbench. All of them in working condition.

To look from all those metal and blades to his proudly smiling face as he began to introduce each chainsaw by name, there was the sense that a bad decision had been made somewhere.

2. The sound of a chainsaw woke her at seven in the morning. She groaned and covered her head with her pillow. Why did she have to have the annoying neighbor?

A. The sound of a chainsaw woke her at seven in the morning. She groaned and covered her head with her pillow. Why did she have to have the annoying neighbor?

She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to go back to sleep. But that sound–it went straight through her ears and into her brain, forcing her awake.

Finally she sat up with a huff, punched her pillow a few times to try and release some of her anger, then stomped out of bed toward the bathroom. She would take a shower, then go talk to her rude neighbor. Hopefully he wouldn’t decide to use that chainsaw on her.

3. Of course they’d been chainsaw jugglers. It was the only way to explain the amount of blood and mangled fingers in the warehouse.

A. Of course they’d been chainsaw jugglers. It was the only way to explain the amount of blood and mangled fingers in the warehouse.

He leaned against the wall outside, crossing his arms over his chest. Seeing the bodies wheeled out of the warehouse, and the evidence bags with their gruesome burdens, he desperately wanted a cigarette even though he’d quit five years ago.

It was hard to accept that he’d rented one of his buildings to a bunch of maniacs that played around with chainsaws. Chainsaws. Who even did that?

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Prompt: 055. khaki pants

1. The khaki pants she wore with her uniform polo were the least flattering things in her wardrobe.

A. The khaki pants she wore with her uniform polo were the least flattering things in her wardrobe. Which was why she’d chosen them from the discount rack.

She was hoping that her boss would finally lose interest in harassing her. She was tired of him constantly trying to cop a feel when she bent over or standing too close when he talked to her. It wasn’t like she’d ever done anything to encourage him in his pursuits; had in fact tried her best to get him to stop.

She really needed this job, otherwise she would have quit a long time ago.

2. It was picture day and his mom had threatened his life if the picture wasn’t a good one. She’d even chosen his outfit, which was why he was wearing khaki pants and a shirt with a collar when he’d rather be in a tee shirt and jeans.

A. It was picture day and his mom had threatened his life if the picture wasn’t a good one. She’d even chosen his outfit, which was why he was wearing khaki pants and a shirt with a collar when he’d rather be in a tee shirt and jeans.

The only relief he got was seeing all the other kids in their parent-chosen “best”. They looked as miserable as he felt, and some of them were wearing outfits much worse than his own.

3. The fire was caused by someone throwing a pair of khaki pants over the electrical wires hanging between their store and the pole. It knocked out the power for their half of the street.

A. The fire was caused by someone throwing a pair of khaki pants over the electrical wires hanging between their store and the pole. It knocked out the power for their half of the street and inconvenienced them for over two days.

By the time new wires had been strung and the pole had been repaired, all of the freezers had defrosted and they’d lost thousands of dollars of profits. The children enjoyed the impromptu barbecue and ice cream party, not noticing the stress their parents were under.

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Prompt: 054. veil

1. There had always been a veil of secrecy between the Tyrant and even his most closest of family.

A. There had always been a veil of secrecy between the Tyrant and even his most closest of family members. They existed within the bubble of his influence, protected from the growing resentment of the citizenry, unknowing of the evils he had committed.

State news and curated relationships were their only contact with the outside world. All they had ever known was the adoration laid upon him by loyalists and mouthpieces. They basked in the spillover of that love, never noticing that the smiles were fake.

It wasn’t until the Monday Night Massacre that the veil finally slipped.

2. “Maybe I wear the veil because I’m ugly,” she said.

A. “Maybe I wear the veil because I’m ugly,” she said. Her gaze over the curtain-like royal blue cloth was direct. The shape of her eyes was lovely.

“Are you?”

The corners of her eyes crinkled in a smile. “Would you run from me if I was hideous?” she asked. “Would you not like me anymore?”

3. The funeral veil was silk embroidered with flowers and birds, symbolizing the ascension of the soul into the afterlife.

A. The funeral veil was silk embroidered with flowers and birds, symbolizing the ascension of the soul into the afterlife. Beneath the veil, the shape of the face was lumpy and malformed, a remnant of the leprosy that had eventually killed him.

Her brother had been such a lovely boy. She hadn’t seen his face in ten years, since he’d begun hiding it behind a pure gold mask. But his voice had been her salvation, reminding her that she wasn’t alone.

And now that he was dead, she was Empress of the North. A figurehead to the usurpers that had killed her parents and allowed her brother to waste away.

Her husband would keep her locked in the palace until she died.

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Prompt: 053. peanuts

1. “We make peanuts a day while they make millions. It’s not fair how they treat us.”

A. “We make peanuts a day while they make millions. It’s not fair how they treat us.”

“But what can we do about it? We’re not important enough for them to care.”

“We’ll be important enough if we go on strike. We’ll be the most important people they need then.”

“What if they just fire us all and hire new people?”

“We won’t let them. I’m tired of being treated like a second-class citizen by a bunch of people that have never truly had to work a day in their lives.”

2. The first crop of peanuts was met with cheers. And fifteen years after the end of the Old World, the first new jar of peanut butter was filled.

A. The first crop of peanuts was met with cheers. And two hours later–fifteen years after the end of the Old World–the first new jar of peanut butter was filled.

It was a day of joy for the community. There was a potluck and every person got a smear of peanut butter on a slice of Gillian B’s delicious potato bread. Nobody had to work and there were smiles everywhere. They began to believe for the first time that they were going to survive.

3. They chose an orange and black kitten with lopsided ears and wide eyes from the box in front of the grocery store. It was quickly dubbed Peanuts and taken to its new home.

A. They chose an orange and black kitten with lopsided ears and wide eyes from the box in front of the grocery store. It was quickly dubbed Peanuts and taken to its new home where it was bathed and cuddled.

They set up a box with some bedding in the living room and fed Peanuts flaked salmon leftover from last night’s dinner. The children were admonished to not scare him and to give him time to adapt to his new life with them. If they were patient and kind, he would be happy to be their new family member.

The children were adorably serious in their treatment of him.

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