The Longest Story Ever by Andrew Wooding - Day #5(You can join this epic story at any time, but have fun browsing the archives if you want to dip into past instalments or even start from the beginning. Feel free to leave your comments as well. Cartoons by Mychailo Kazybrid.)
Charlie the Dog, world-famous poodle detective, was relaxing in his back garden. It was his day off and he was really enjoying himself. The main reason he was enjoying himself was the fact that his maid, Ethel, was nowhere to be seen and for all he knew she could be on the other side of the world.
But she wasn't on the other side of the world. She was upstairs in her bedroom and had been there for the last six hours. She was frustrated because she was trying to find something under her bed.
'Where could it be?' she said. 'I can't see it anywhere.'
Part of the problem was that she kept too many things under her bed. For a start, there was her treasured collection of mouldy false teeth, amassed over the last fifty years. She also kept dozens of tins of rice pudding because, as she always said, you never knew when you might need a tin of rice pudding.
There was much, much more under there – conkers, bubble gum, sweet wrappers, wigs, Christmas crackers, assorted black and white photos of South American dictators – you name it, it was there … except, it seemed, the thing she was looking for.
But now she had found it.
'Yippee!' she yelled triumphantly. She decided to celebrate her success by eating a tin of rice pudding.
'Owch!' She’d taken a bite but forgotten that it's best to open the tin first. She replaced her broken false teeth with another set of dentures from under the bed.
Then she grabbed the thing that she'd been looking for all this time: a hand-held fan to cool herself down. She needed it more than ever because she'd worked up quite a sweat while reaching under her bed these last few hours.
'Brilliant! I'll just insert these extra-powerful batteries that Charlie got me, flick the switch, then…’
Smash! Crash!
'Yaaaa-aaaahh!'
What were these strange sounds? Sorry, you'll have to read tomorrow's exciting instalment to find out.
Today’s total: 333 words (Total so far: 1,610 words)


2 Comments:
so they share a bedroom do they? dude, where is this going?
Oops. Typo. "his bedroom" should be "her bedroom". Well spotted that man.
A prize packet of Polos coming your way.
Andrew
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