Forging ahead with fictional endeavours: ~ Write a life on a page and hurry not to its grave; abhor not the coming age, for eternal is the next page. ~ Read what you will, I hope you will enjoy reading as much as I do writing.

Here’s another random word challenge. The random words generated for me this time was: Pepper.  I must admit this one had me a little stumped but in the end I finished this amusing piece.

“John, you idiot!” Screeched Joan as fled the scene, vainly trying to cover her wine soaked bust. What the hell was that? She thought furiously as she careened into her bedroom. A quick glance between the photos that littered her dresser mirror showed her the damage. Joan blushed bright red. She had made the mistake of wearing a white top tonight. It was quite obvious she hadn’t worn a bar. How could he? The little bastard! she cursed as she stripped the stained shirt off. Tonight was just supposed to be me and Matt, Joan thought morosely, Why the hell did he come home? Wasn’t he supposed to be out with friends? Joan yanked a selection of shirts out of draw, sizing up her options, while muttering under breathe about her good for nothing brother. Geeze, it’s the first time Matt’s been in town since he joined the army. Was it too much to ask for a little god damn privacy, she fumed as she rechecked her freshened appearance in the mirror; assessing the new look as cute. Instead that whiny little brat has been under foot all evening. He’s even been stealing Matt’s attention!! Then there was the ‘accident’ with his drink. That sure as hell was no accident, Joan fumed. It seemed a little too convenient that the accident had occurred after Joan had begun telling Matt about John’s habit of facebook stalking Matt’s sister. Little creep should ask her out already.

Joan stomped down the stairs to the kitchen to put her shirt on to soak, attacking the wine stain with vigour born of anger. She could hear the guys laughing it off in the lounge room. Joan blushed again, betting that they were laughing at her. Look at this shirt! It’s never going to be white again. Little twerp. Not only has he embarrassed me but he’s ruined a perfectly cute shirt. He is going to pay for this one. But What can I do? she thought looking around the kitchen. Then her eyes settled on the spice rack and an evil thought occurred to her. Abandoning her task, Joan crept back up the stairs with chilli powder in hand and, with retribution in mind and a evil smirk on her face, proceed to sprinkle the chilli through John’s underwear draw.

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Comments on: "Pepper: random word challenge" (2)

  1. Burning revenge, nice!

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