WORLDS COLLIDE: TALES FROM AN AWESOMESAUCE PARTY

Prompt #1: Let's Get This Party STARTED

Here's the prompt:

Here's what you need to know: The party is taking place at the Cahill Command Center, with DJ Saladin mrrping along to some bad beats in the DJ booth.  The party guests are starting to arrive, and that's where you come in. . . 

(If you want to see more, go to the site) Here was my response:

Saladin was hiding under the DJ booth. Well, not hiding, he was stalking his prey. The booth just provided a good vantage point. He had been minding his own business, singing along with the music, when she had come in. His new prey.

  The prey in question? Essix. She was flying overhead and swooping in every once in a while to steal the party snacks. The nerve of some creatures, thought Saladin. This is my house.

  The boy they called Rollan had just run into the room and was trying to get the silly bird to come down by sticking his arm out and calling to it, but it wasn't really working. Essix swooped down again and Saladin got ready to pounce. He crouched down, his shoulder blades scrunching together, and waited until she was almost to the snack bowl before he leaped. He jumped out from one of the neighboring tables and onto the refreshments one...And landed in the punch bowl.

  "Essix!" Rollan cried. Saladin hadn't failed entirely. He had clipped the falcon's wing with his claws, but that bird was fast. And Rollan suspected that she'd done it on purpose.

  In fact, she had been bating the cat the whole time, laughing to herself. (Can falcons laugh?)

  "MRRRRRPPPPP!!!!" Saladin cried indignantly. Dak, who was standing next to--you guesses it--the cheese plate, got splattered. And so did the cheese.

  "No!" Dak shouted. "Save the cheese!"

  Sera, who had just started talking to Amy and Abeke before Saladin's attack, rolled her eyes. "Sorry," she said, "he's a dork." Sera felt a bit weird talking to other girls--most of the ones at her school were idiots--but Amy seemed nice, and intelligent. Abeke as well, though the leopard thing kind of disobeyed all the laws of science therefore creeping her out. Just a bit.

  Ian, who a minute before had been in an argument with Meilin about the best way to take down your enemies, was smirking. Finally! That cat bothers someone other than me! Pretty soon his smirk became a full blown, idiotic smile. Meilin was staring at him like he was crazy. She kicked his shin to get his attention back, wiping the stupid grin off his face as he let out an indignant "OW!"

  Dan scrambled over to the punch bowl, narrowing his eyes and shaking his fist at Essix as he went, and grabbed a soaking wet Saladin. "Sorry, man!" he said to Dak, looking at his newly-stained shirt.

  "The cheese is wet!" Dak SQuealed.

  "Um, yeah," Dan said. He started backing up slowly when he saw the crazed look on Dak's face, holding the struggling cat out in front of him. Saladin sank his claw into Dan's arm, causing him to wince and loosen his grip. Saladin took this opportunity to launch himself from Dan's arms and onto Ian's back, digging his claws into his super-expensive jacket. But really. He should have known. Ian stumbled forward and tripped over Jhi, Meilin's panda thing, who was acting remarkably like a floor mat. A very lumpy floor mat.

  Atticus was snorting up some pudding, laughing at the whole scene unfolding before him. When he calmed himself down a little, he continued his conversation with Riq and Nellie. They were comparing all the languages they knew, and all of them were quite a bit impressed with each other. Half the time they weren't even speaking in English.

  Hamilton, who had been half listening to their conversation, but not actually participating, gave up on them and went over to where Jonah was talking to this one scrawny-looking kid.

  "Cool tattoo, bro." Jonah was talking to Conor. There was a wolf tattoo on his arm.

  Conor grinned wickedly. "Thanks. Wanna see what it does?"

  "Uh, sure." Jonah raised his eyebrows at Hamilton. What's it gonna do, come to life and eat us?

  Hamilton, thinking the kid was gonna just flex his muscles or something to make it move, which was pretty dumb considering he didn't seem to have any, was just as surprised as Jonah was when there was a flash of light and Conor's tattoo disappeared. And BAM! A wolf appeared.

  "Aaahh!" They both jumped back in fright, Conor laughing at both of them. Briggan looked at the Cahills, then back at Conor questioningly. Conor seemed to consider for a second.

  "Nah, we're good, Brig." He smiled at the two older boys, who were still not-so-silently freaking out.