a ficlet
Maelstrom - Word of the day c/o Charis whose swallowed a dictionary and is teasing/plunnying her hardest with all these words.
Maelstrom
words -152
The room was a buzz of frenetic energy, air charged with static. Balloons clung to the ceiling and he sympathised with that instinct as he marched across the large room to the main culprit. He had to dodge scattered mechanics and step over teetering piles of books, complete with earmarked pages and random trails of coffee mug stained notes.
There were orders to fetch the whats-it-me-called thingy and frustration at the malfunctioning doo-da that was declared to require a further fandangle no doubt while doing a fine fandango!
Giving a worried look towards a maze of glass vials that were steaming, changing colours and sending up the odd bubble in a gloriously rude burp, he achieved his aim. Gathering his personal maelstrom close he carted him out of there. They could continue with their grand invention later; for now there were more pressing experiments for his favourite scientist to undertake. In their bedroom.
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Maelstrom
words -152
The room was a buzz of frenetic energy, air charged with static. Balloons clung to the ceiling and he sympathised with that instinct as he marched across the large room to the main culprit. He had to dodge scattered mechanics and step over teetering piles of books, complete with earmarked pages and random trails of coffee mug stained notes.
There were orders to fetch the whats-it-me-called thingy and frustration at the malfunctioning doo-da that was declared to require a further fandangle no doubt while doing a fine fandango!
Giving a worried look towards a maze of glass vials that were steaming, changing colours and sending up the odd bubble in a gloriously rude burp, he achieved his aim. Gathering his personal maelstrom close he carted him out of there. They could continue with their grand invention later; for now there were more pressing experiments for his favourite scientist to undertake. In their bedroom.
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