Saturday Centus

It's that time again!

One thing I didn't realize, in my last few weeks' entries, is that the word count limitation on this weekly micro-fiction bit of fun actually doesn't include the writing prompt itself. Now, that may not seem like much -- this week's prompt is only seven words -- but when such a strict word-count limitation is imposed, word choice becomes a premium. I'm really enjoying doing this thing every Saturday because it's really good practice: it forces your hand, really, in choosing words for effect. You only have a hundred words to work with, and in the space of that hundred words, you have to establish a setting and your character(s) and tell an actual tale.

So anyway, here's what I came up with. The prompt is in bold, within the tale.

Timmy and Tommy came bursting into the kitchen, tracking snow behind them.

“Mom! Mom! MOM!”

“Yes, boys?”

“We saw a SNOW MONSTER!” said Timmy.

“It was GREEN!” said Tommy.

“It ate a whole COW!” said Timmy.

“And it had wings!”

“And teeth THIS LONG!”

“It crushed a car with its fists!”

“And it was growing bigger by the minute!”

Mom nodded. “That’s nice, boys. Take off your things and I’ll make cocoa.”

Timmy looked at Tommy.

“Where do you think we lost her?” Timmy asked.

“‘Bigger by the minute’,” Tommy said.

“Marshmallows?” Mom asked.

“Yes, please,” said Timmy and Tommy.