Mr. Caramel

Matanzas

Mr. Caramel was surely the one who knew more about everyone else. He noticed every single detail regarding the neighborhood and memorized it thoroughly.

Mr. Caramel could hear his wife chatting languidly with Mr. Granite, that Mr. Granite...

Mr. Caramel decided, right there and then, that he wasn't going to do anything but enjoy the warm hours of a lazy afternoon. He slowly stretched his neck towards the sun. 

If Mrs. Caramel wanted to eat, she could go prepare things herself... or ask Mr. Granite. 

He stood on the pole and closed his eyes. Mr. Caramel was a proud seagull.

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(Prompt Pick Two: Granite, Pertinent, Record, Surely, Tag, Bridge, Proud, Detective,Tarp, Caramel)

Camping

Magical Farm

“It's cold and I don't even like camping.” And Annie slammed the door behind her.

Why did Annie have the final word about everything, thought Paula.

A pair of curious eyes looked inside the house.

Why couldn't they go camping in the winter? They just needed a few extra sweaters. And besides, Paula really wanted to see that stag again.

When she turned around, he was there. She didn't dare to move. They looked at each other. And that's how the word camping took on a completely different meaning, as the stag came back for a visit every day.

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Weak

Black Kite

“My stomach is weak,” she said, a tray filled with amazing food looking back at her.

At the restaurant, they were used to her moaning. But she ended up gobbling it all down.

One day, they dared her to cook. She hesitated, but she wasn't one to run away from a challenge.

When the insurance company showed up, it was impossible to identify where the kitchen was, and it was nearly absurd to even attempt to tread through the barrier of debris by the front door.

That's when they heard, “My stomach is weak and now my leg hurts...”

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Vibration

Dark Moon

The vibration was stronger as the herd approached. They continued to sleep under the giant plant.

The bamboos muttered a strange song, the thumping making it grow more and more intense. They didn't wake up. They slept on, immersed in their dreams, their huge ears flipping back and forth as if they were awake.

The symbols on the stone became bright, dancing to the rhythm of the bamboo song.

The herd trotted past them and didn't even noticed they were there.

They opened their eyes slowly. The bamboo became silent and the stone went to sleep under the giant plant.

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Hardly

Salt Water

Matt winced. He adjusted his glasses and looked at the huge sign. “Gone Fishing”.

And off he went!

Everything was fine until the neighbor kid noticed he never brought back any fish.

“I ate them.”

The kid wasn't convinced, but Matt didn't mind.

In his pocket, he had three gold nuggets. He placed them carefully in the box he hid under the floor planks. He needed a new box. This one was full.

When the kid sneaked inside the house to see what was inside the box, he found a lot of yellowish pebbles.

Matt really needed new glasses!

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