Note: This is the direct result of being kind of sleepy and
spastic...Yeah. I do these writing prompts things when I'm bored and this is
how this one turned out.
Creative Writing Prompt # 96
Description: You come home and check your messages. You get
to your third message and freeze. Begin from there.
Eddie McMilliganson entered his large empty home with a
frown on his face and tear in his left eye. It was a sad day. Bernie, the
executive of his fancy-pantsy law firm was let go for stealing a young man's
polish hot dog. Bernie was Eddie's best friend and it troubled him that Bernie
would do such an immoral thing.
Eddie set his briefcase down on the marble counter and took
his work jacket off and placed it neatly on the large antique coat hanger.
Bernie touched the play button on his answering machine as he looked through
his stack of mail he retrieved from the mailbox.
"You have FOUR new messages! Message one: "Hi
Edward, this is Daphne. Daphne Wheeler from next door. I just want to let you
know that your lawn was looking a little brown. You might want to put your
sprinklers on in the morning before you go to work. Take care and say hi to
Rodreico for me."
Instantly, Rodreico, Eddie's pet llama heard his name and
came running into the kitchen. Eddie pat Rodreico on the head 3 times and then
told it to go to bed. Rodreico somberly trotted back down the hallway to his
bedroom. Rodreico was one of the smartest, most obiedient farm creatures in the
whole state of Arkansas. Luckily, he was housebroken.
"Hello Mr. Milliganson, this is Wanda Pappermandoodle
from Dr. Doople's office. I just wanted to remind you of your 3:45 appointment
for Thursday. Please call in and confirm with me by tomorrow. Thank you."
Eddie was looking at his electric bill when the third
message began.
"Eddie, this is your mother."
Eddie froze in his spot, dropped his jaw.
"Look, I know we're not supposed to be speaking
considering we're in a horrible fight right now. But I just wanted to wish you
a happy annual Hug-your-llama day! I hope you have a fun day with Rodreico and
you can tell that mammal of yours that I love him and no longer hold the grudge
that he ate my tuna sandwich. I love you son. Good-bye"
Instantly Rodreico sprinted to the kitchen. Eddie forgot
about international hug-your llama day. No wonder Rodreico looked sad as he
left the kitchen the first time. Eddie got down on his knees and gave Rodreico
a good, long hug. He whispered into Rod's llama ear, "It's ok, Grandma
forgives you about the tuna. She forgives you."
Rodreico gave Eddie a lick on the cheek and the two skipped
back to Rod's bedroom. Eddie fed the llama, groomed the llama, and tucked the
llama in for bed. He even sang him "Happy Llama day!" for his evening
lullaby.
"Sweet dreams, Rodreico." Eddie left the door a
crack open just in case Rod had nightmares. He tiptoed back to the kitchen
where he called his mother back for the first time in 7 months 3 weeks and 4.3
days. They made up and Eddie promised to buy his mother a new tuna salad
sandwich at lunch the following afternoon.
One Year Later
Eddie- married a woman named Sheila who happened to be a
llama enthusiast.
Rodreico- No longer ate people's tuna sandwiches.
Eddie's mother- moved to Lithuania.
Bernie- was re-hired. He bought the young man a new polish
hot dog and vowed to wear a sombrero on his head for the rest of his life.
And they all lived happily ever after. The End.
