Don't Look at the Moon (Because the Dinosaurs Ate It)

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WEEK 118

Prompt:

It's 3AM. An official phone alert wakes you up. It says, "Do not look at the moon." You have hundreds of notifications. Hundreds of notifications from random numbers sending, "It's beautiful tonight. Look outside."

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But Earl couldn't help it, and opened his curtains just the tiniest bit to peek out. But to his surprise, as soon as his eyes fell onto the moon, his body burst into flame.

His neighbor and secret admirer watched from the window in horror. She had just thought of looking at the moon when she saw Earl die, so never mind that. If she wished to survive, that would no longer be an option.

Suddenly, the Wizard appeared. "That evil Dexter must have cursed the moon again!" the Wizard grumbled as he cast a spell on the woman and wiped her memory.

"Whoa! What just happened?" She stumbled, staring at the weird man in her room.

The Wizard disappeared.

"Whatever, back to looking at the moon!"

Gru was planning something to steal the moon. But the Minions were unhappy and they protested against Gru.

Then the dinosaurs appeared. They were moon dinosaurs. Moon dinosaurs that ate moon cheese. However, the moon cheese was a contagious disease. But the moon dinos didn't care and chomped on the moon anyway until it was completely dark on earth during night time.

Then the moon dino's fainted and fell onto the earth like meteors! This included a man who could eat anthills, someone who could turn anything upside down, and a superhero scribe who could turn his left pinkie finger into a quill with infinite ink.

The scribe, however, was right-handed, unfortunately. He'd been working on strengthening his left hand and becoming ambidextrous, but it was to no avail.

Suddenly the wizard re-appeared holding a blue and yellow chicken. "Hey, uh, guys, I spilled some hair dye on my chicken, can you help me out?"

"No," said the scribe, "I'm much too busy." The scribe then proceeded to write on the chicken with his left pinkie to add further insult to injury. Then the chicken exploded in a fury of feathers. The scribe, realizing his power, opened a portal to a safe world and vanished from earth, never to be heard from again.

The end.

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