This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about something or someone immature. Is it a wine not yet ready to uncork or an adult not ready to adult? You can follow the flight of immature fledglings or come up with something unexpected. Go where the prompt leads!
My story involves two fictional characters discussing a fictional male. I hope you enjoy it.
He’s So Immature
How immature is he?
He’s so immature he wears a superman cape whenever we leave the house.
He plays hopscotch on the paving stones and zig-zags between the lunchtime crowd.
He declines the lift then immediately pushes the button and thinks it’s hilarious when the door opens again. No one else is amused.
He rolls lollipops down the aisle and interrupts everyone, saying, ‘Scuse me. Scuse me.’
He explodes packets of crisps during quiet times in the movies.
He farts loudly in public and laughs even louder, uncontrollably. He’s so immature.
That’s for sure. How old is he?
Four.
Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.
Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt Commitment in a Can, including mine, can be read at the Carrot Ranch.
Norah Colvin 