“Sean, you’re heading for trouble. I can help.” Beau nervously dances at his feet.
“Who are…what the hell?!” Sean looks at his feet and sees a grasshopper with corsage.
“Do not get in the car! Bad travel time.” Beau keeps his blue eyes locked on his target.
“You are a grasshopper. What do you know about cars and driving?” Sean shakes the keys in his hand “Is it crazier to listen to cricket or worry about it.”
“I’m a grasshopper. Fate is yours. Advice is mine.” Beau dances side to side.
“I’m not listening to a bug!” Sean spits toward his talkative bug. “I’m out of here!”
Sean stomps near Beau. Beau jumps away.
Sean jumps in his sports car. He drives along his apartment building out the alleyway. The garbage truck doesn’t see him.
Beau hops up on the brick wall after he hears a crash. “They never listen!”
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Nicely done Mark….good image to write to.
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Even better surprise to see him pose
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Hahahaha! Cute story! He should have listened!
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Nothing like an all seeing insect. Thank you my dear
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That’s right!! Makes me wonder about grasshopper now… LOL!
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To be fair, not many people would.
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True. But most grasshoppers don’t take the time to talk to us either.
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You’ve got a point.
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I like how you took the prompt and ran with it all the way 🙂
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Running is usually thebest idea. If you stop and think about it then the whole story changes.
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