Making Friends
Title: Making Friends
Author Phorcys
Challenge: Nightmares
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warning: tuna sanwiches
"Mum"
"Yes, Dear."
"What do horses eat?"
Oh, Hay and oats. Why?"
"No reason, Mum."
"Fine but just remember to brush your teeth."
Later . . .
"Mum, what do flying horses eat?"
"What, I suppose they eat the same thing as normal horses."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, now go to bed young lady."
Even Later . . .
"Mum, what do flying horses, with sharp teeth eat?"
"Tuna Sandwiches."
"White or brown bread?"
"White I guess."
"Thanks Mum."
Luna's Room . . .
"I knew Mum would know."
The Nightmare, grinned and ate another tuna sandwich on white bread.
Author Phorcys
Challenge: Nightmares
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warning: tuna sanwiches
"Mum"
"Yes, Dear."
"What do horses eat?"
Oh, Hay and oats. Why?"
"No reason, Mum."
"Fine but just remember to brush your teeth."
Later . . .
"Mum, what do flying horses eat?"
"What, I suppose they eat the same thing as normal horses."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, now go to bed young lady."
Even Later . . .
"Mum, what do flying horses, with sharp teeth eat?"
"Tuna Sandwiches."
"White or brown bread?"
"White I guess."
"Thanks Mum."
Luna's Room . . .
"I knew Mum would know."
The Nightmare, grinned and ate another tuna sandwich on white bread.