At an open mic a couple weeks ago, a lady liked my performance enough that she asked me to perform at her daughter’s birthday party. So I’m writing (now editing) a short story starring Holly’s cute little fangirl Kittygirl (the eight year old with kittycat powers). I titled the story, “The Sinister Sugar Rush!” Here is an excerpt.
The skinny lunch lady laughed. “YAH HAH HAAAA! Go ahead, Super Holly, I’d love to see you go boom!”
Super Holly hugged herself, trying to slow down, but she still vibrated like a paint shaker.
Kittygirl and Lily gulped and said together, “Did you say, ‘Boom?'”
The big lunch lady smiled super-mean. “Yeah. All these bratty kids who ate our super-frosting will reach critical mass in a couple of minutes. Allow us to demonstrate with this cute little puppy!”
The skinny lady had a puppy in one hand and a cupcake in the other. “Here, puppy, have a treat!”
Kittygirl’s face got cold. “Don’t eat it!”
But the puppy gobbled up the cupcake! It squirmed into a blur, went “ARFARFARFARFARFARFARF,” and blew up: POW!
That’s right, I blew up a puppy! MOO HAHAHAHAHAAA!!!