“Oh yes,” said Alien. “I have been on the clock diet all week.”
“I bet that’s time consume…” started Spectre.
“STOP!” yelled Fuen, “we have done that joke four times!”
“Right,” said Spectre. “How is the clock diet going Alien?”
“To be honest,” sighed Alien, “I keep going back four seconds…”
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Yuffie danced along the line of graves, cup in hand. A makeshift watering can, six holes punched in the bottom.
‘The Tap Dancer’s Dilemma’ played from her Walkman.
Another line of graves. Spreading her life-giving mix.
A twirl, a pirouette, a smile on her face. Rising through the dirt. Dead assembled.
Gem was going to like her new garden.
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“Yeah, he was studying to be a chemist when he died,” sighed Sprite.
“There has to be a pun there,” said Spectre.
“No puns,” said Yuffie. “We knew him, even if we did not like him, so we won’t make any gags about chemists, their deaths or anything that happens after.”
“What happens after a chemists death?” asked Sprite.
“They barium,” said Spectre.
Yuffie sighed.
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“Oh, erm,” stammered Red. “He’s gone to the hospital,”
“Oh dear,” gasped Yuffie. “What for?”
“He ate a barrel of Kodak camera film,” replied Red. “The doctor said we should leave him to sleep. They will let us know if anything develops.”
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This week I am giving away a copy of the nefarious Lucy. A sinister Little Fear, most known for her appearance in Capricorn. She is printed on 220gsm A4 matt card stock, 210 × 297mm. Our non-British friends are more than welcome to enter, though you may need to Amazon an A4 frame (or cut her to size).
How to enter
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Finding a winner
On Sunday 8th of October, I shall pick a name at random from comments below using a spreadsheet.
Rules
Enter once anytime between now and Saturday 7th of October at 11:59 PM UK Time. You are limited to one entry. This contest is open to international residents. The contest winner will be posted on Monday, October 9th. If I am unable to contact the winner, the winner will have one week to email me via the Contact link at the top of the page.
Lucy’s a meany!
She is rather. Other Fears are available on my Threadless store in art print and tee form. Prints even come in American sizes. ~ littlefears.threadless.com
Competition Closed
It’s just past 11:59 PM, wandering on Sunday Morning. Comments have been turned off and a winner will be announced later today. Thank you to all the entrants and good luck!
He woke. Headache pounding. Eyes sore. He threw up on the dusty rug. Dust was thrown up in the air. This room was old. For this amount of dirt, and by the decor, nobody had been in here for hundreds of years. It was dark, the only light coming from a chandelier above him. Candlelight only. Three candles.
A bookcase in one corner, a sideboard in another, the third corner was empty, the fourth had a chair with himself sitting in. The room got darker. Two candles left. Flickering.
He stood up. There were no footprints on the floor. How did he get here? Darker still. One candle. Flicker.
Get out. Head to the closest door. Where’s the door? Panic. Flicker. Darkness.
Trapped there by the nefarious Lucy no doubt, who’s available as an art print on my Threadless store… (Tenuous link, sorry! 🙂 )
Little Fears 