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I spring through
I spring through the snow, my black boots crunching as I bounce. Today is an amazing day.
The sun sparkles through the ice encrusted leaves.
My silvery hair glints off the snow's reflections.
And my jacket pocket is warmed by the presence of a freshly baked cookie. I can't wait any longer and unzip the pocket. Heat billows out, warming my icy hands. I grab it and close my eyes, savoring the moment before I take a bite...
My jaws crash together on empty air. "Ow!!" I screech! I hear a chuckle of laughter but by the time I open my eyes, there's no one there. I cry a scream of frustration and smell the scent of the cookie. Like a dog, I follow it.
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Yep, this is a catch the cookie thread! Whoever has the cookie by the end of the Olympics, let's say the 25th, WINS.
START SEARCHING.
submitted by Inktail
(February 12, 2018 - 8:46 pm)
(February 12, 2018 - 8:46 pm)
I grab the cookie and run for the observatory. I have to make it in... AND I DO!
I lock the door, hoping to keep the cookie safe. Mmm, no. This won't be sufficent.
I put the cookie into my blast-proof safe and lock it in.
Will I be victorious?
Only four more hours...
(February 25, 2018 - 8:23 pm)
Another day, another walk through the woods.
Until... I spotted someone slumped over by a tree. Cautiously approaching them, I spotted a cookie. A cookie!!! I snatched it as fast as I could and away I ran. The cookie was mine, all mine!
Dodging last trees and bushes with the cookie in my hand, I felt invincible. Then I heard a shout from behind me. Uh-oh.
(February 21, 2018 - 8:55 pm)
Perfect. All I had to do was wait until the twenty-fifth....
I calmly stepped up and took the cookie.
(February 25, 2018 - 1:05 pm)
I won!
Despite all, I have prevailed and have ended up with the cookie.
... Now what do I do with it?
(February 26, 2018 - 9:03 am)
Lol. Congrats, Alizarine! You may eat your cookie.
Then, conjure up another, and let's go again!
(February 28, 2018 - 1:18 pm)
I glance at the cookie.
It's covered in the slobber of various animals, the snow from various places, and the aura of magic from various things.
Gross, I think. I don't want to eat this. Suddenly an idea pops into my mind.
"You want the cookie? Come and get it!"
I throw the cookie out into the snow and grin in anticipation.
This'll be interesting, I think.
Suddenly, Pablo Luigi DeNardo the Third whooshes by and with a blur of fur, he has the cookie.
"Are you really going to eat-"
He swallows it in one gulp.
"Hey!" Inktail yells in protest from the top of the hill.
I walk outside and Pablo trots over to me.
"Hello."
"Helo."
"You know, I'd like to type for you more often."
"You wan me to be your AE?"
"Kind of- maybe like a pet."
"Sonds fine."
I grin. "First thing I'm doing is teaching you to spell."
"Deal. And no more cookies!"
THEE EDNA.
(February 28, 2018 - 3:36 pm)