Monday, October 28, 2013
Trifecta: Week 101
This week Trifecta says-
On now to our weekly prompt. It’s our last Halloween-inspired prompt of 2013, and we can’t wait to see what you’ve got in store for us. Please remember that we are looking for the third definition of our prompt word. Please also note that we need the word exactly as it appears below. No tense changes allowed. Good luck!
used to express contempt or disapproval or to startle or frighten2 (noun)
a sound that people make to show they do not like or approve of someone or something3 (verb) to show dislike or disapproval of someone or something by shouting “Boo” slowly
A tough cookie-this!Hoping that I have used the correct definition and that my cookie won’t crumble 😉
Evening shadows lengthened and shrouded the nooks and crannies of the old mansion. The eerie silence was dotted with the shy rustling of fall leaves, being kissed by the passing breeze. Not a soul stirred inside-yet.
In the nearby forest, shadowy, amorphous shapes played hide and seek.
Night came in quietly, wearing her black velvet cloak. Moon peeked out from behind two brooding clouds, reflected for a second, and then went back into hiding.
Inside the mansion, furry legs scuttled from cellars, tails swishing, red eyes glinting. Whispery wings unfurled from their slumbering upside down positions and swooped down. Shimmery threads glistened in the corners of the room. The Master watched, unseen, pleased to see the minions bustling around.
He sensed her before she appeared before him. Even after 400 years, she looked as good as new and he was proud of his choice. She gave him a smouldering look and smiled, gold flecks glinting in her narrowed eyes. He enveloped her in his cape and they kissed passionately.
Just then the front door burst open and a handsome young man slunk in .He looked ashen and this pleased his parents, for it became him but he also looked down in the fangs, and that worried them.
“Oh! Not tonight of all nights!” cried his Mommy.
“What is the matter Son?” Asked his father.
“The kids in the village don’t like me!” The century old baby Vampire seemed on the verge of tears.
Instantly Mommy was next to him, holding him.
“My poor Baby!” She crooned.
Turning to her mate, she said, “ Didn’t I tell you not to let him go alone? He is too young and those kids are such bullies!”
Papa Vampire said quietly, “It’s time he grew up! He is a Vampire. They should be scared of him! Go, show them son!”
Baby Vampire cried out in fear, “No Papa! They will boo me again!”
“Put him to bed before the guests see him like this,” said Papa Vampire, looking dejected.
Nicely told – and turned – tale of a family with problems.
AnElephant is amused!
Every family has one-even Vampires;-)Thank you for coming by to read AEC 🙂
Very interesting take, Atreyee – love the thousand old baby vampire in tears and his mom soothing him – once a mom, always a mom 😛
Thanks TZ -he is only 100 just now-once he grows up,he will be more like his Dad,I hope’;) And true,that about Moms 🙂
No crumbling cookies here! Loved munching on this story – wonderful scene setting especially. Thanks for linking up!
Aww,thank you so much Laura-glad it was crisp enough to munch on 😉
Such imagination, Atreyee! My goodness – you really did set the scene! Some delicious words in play :)))
Jo-Anne,that’s high praise coming from a versatile writer like you and am thrilled to bits:-)Thank you so much xx
Awww.. poor baby vampire… Loved the vivid imagination Atreyee!
😀 Thank you SD-glad you liked it
Booing the vampire. They’d better watch it when he grows up! Chuckling at your use of Mommy.
Ha!ha!True!Thank you Kymm-this one really had me on the rack 😛
Oh, Atreyee, loved how you turned someone scary into such a vulnerable creature.
Hee!hee!Was thinking of something an\d as you know,our minds go elsewhere;-)Thank you my friend for reading-wish you and your’s A Very Happy Diwali!
Thank you. Enjoy the lights and fireworks. 🙂
I love this, I love this. It is too cute. I loved the description of the house, the cloudy dark night, the mom and dad vampire and their timid son. Super, superb!
Aww,thanks Hun-am glad it struck the right chords:-)Thank you so much Ann xx