Writing Prompt #12

Cracked

Instead of one writing exercise, this week you get five! Although I don’t agree with everything in Cracked’s opening paragraph, I do really like the exercises.

Below you will find Donna’s exercise from Writing Prompt #7 – What’s in the trunk? I’m happy to post your exercises or you can leave them in the comment section.

Enjoy!

‘Oh this is not going to go well.’ thought Bob.

Bob pulled his car over to the side of the road and the police cruiser followed. The burly cop took his time getting out and slowly ambled over to the driver’s side of Bob’s car. He didn’t look like he had been having a good day. Bob rolled down his window.

“Problem, officer?”

“Driver’s license and registration pl…” The cop, who had just now looked at Bob, paused, blinked twice, sighed and repeated his request. “Driver’s license and registration please.”

Bob handed over the requested documents. “I know how this must look but I’m on my way—”

“Step out of the car please.”

“But—”

“Step out of the car, sir.” Bob turned off the car and with difficulty, got out. The cop looked him up and down and shook his head. As he was about to say something, a loud pop sounded from the trunk.

“Open the trunk, sir.”

“Really, you don’t want to do that. It’s very important that I get to the university…”

The cop unclipped the buckle on his gun holster. “Open the trunk, now!”

Sighing, Bob made his way to the trunk.

“You should probably step back.” The cop just moved in closer and nodded. Bob did as he was asked, jumping aside as it started to open. As soon as the trunk was half way open, another pop sounded.

“I’m sorry; I tried to warn you.” Bob pulled the balloon animal version of the cop over to the cruiser and stuffed him inside, closing the door. “It will wear off in about a day…I hope.”

Bob walked back to his car, carefully closing the trunk on the way. He climbed in, closing the door with his right hand. Bob pushed his balloon arm under the shoulder belt, out of his way, and pushed down the clown ruffle at his neck. “I’m going to kill those guys in research. Better balloon pump my ass.” Bob the Clown resumed his way to the university research department hoping he would get his arm back, his client back and that the cruiser didn’t have a hood cam.

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