“Clothes make the man.”
Spongebob Squarepants* #quote
Tomorrow CJ
might come over. Shenanigans may happen. Or maybe anti-shenanigans.
Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Zombie
Dance Off
The zombie
party was going mad with energy. The brains tasted great, the blood
punch divine and the light show of the rave intense. Any undead would
love to be in this party. The party host even invited his mummy.
But something
went terribly wrong. Something spoiled the party that no zombie
thought could ever be spoiled. The dance off. It seemed like a good
idea on paper. All at once the zombies came together and danced. They
showed off to each other and aimed to be the best dancer in the
house.
Then the
startling realization came to the crowd of undead at the party.
Zombies aren't very sturdy. The break dancer fell apart first, and
soon after every zombie who stressed their party in the dance off
fell apart. Zombies normally took caution to care for their bodies,
but they threw caution to the wind when the dance off happened. The
whole party fell apart as did the arms and legs of all the
participants. Zombies covered the floors.
Could a
champion be named among all the broken zombies on the ground? Not
really, but they certainly weren't as dumb as the vampires who
decided to go sunbathing.
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