Genre: Fairy Tale/ Subject: An Eating Contest/ Character: A Poser

The corpse of Lord Vander dominated the ample space of a large oak altar. Around him, plates were piled with bread and the roasted legs of beasts that surely died starving. Nasir watched as tiny pinpricks of lights pulsed in and out around the table. The fairies’ eyes were like fireflies. Radiant amber lights blinked and appeared elsewhere as they flitted about on diminutive wings. If one was close enough, they would even make out their fanged grins.

Genre: Romantic Comedy/ Action: Running An Errand/ Object: A Sock Puppet

“Selina?” Will stammered at little more than a whisper.

Will’s heart pounded and his stomach churned as the destination for their next errand approached.

“Sup?” Selina responded. Her eyes remained on the road.

Will felt it; a heat that had simmered in his gut and his chest all day. No, if he was honest, it started when they first met and became co-workers. The heat became steam, and he couldn’t hold it anymore. Words billowed from his trembling lips and danced through the air like a misshapen cloud.