Writing prompt - Wake up
Dec. 15th, 2018 05:56 pmPrompt for The-Ink-Kettle.
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“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
Sandy does wake up, though it is a slow process. Since he and Jack are traveling at a slow pace on Sandy’s cloud for a change, he figures it’s nothing that needs to hurry. Jack is bouncing with pent up energy on his part though, grinning with clear mischief in mind.
It makes Sandy wake up a bit quicker. Jack has something in mind, and whatever it is, he wants in.
“Look down there!” Jack says, pointing. They are over a forest near a town, and Sandy blinks when he notices a very familiar shape skulking its way through the trees. Pitch is on the prowl, having clearly not seen Jack and Sandy, their mode of transportation hidden by the crowns of the trees.
Sandy hides them further, by dimming the glow of his sand, and then shapes a question mark for Jack. ‘What’s the plan?’
Jack grins and leans in to whisper what he has in mind. The idea makes Sandy cover his mouth to hide soundless giggles, and he nods in agreement to the idea. It is a harmless idea, but still one bound to be amusing.
Sandy forms a bowl with his sand, and Jack very carefully gets ice and slush formed inside of it. The more it fills, the more sand Sandy shapes around it, until it has mroe the shape of a waterballoon than a bowl. When it is full, Sandy sends the balloon with its cargo down, silent and carefully, until it hovers over the Boogeyman, who is paying more attention to the town, than to his surroundings. Judging from the faint trails of black sand, he has gathered enough energy to send out a couple of nightmares.
That however, is soon ruined when Jack, who has quietly moved down on a silent wind, pokes a hole in the balloon and the ice and slush is poured down over Pitch, who gives a startled, unholy SCREECH, instantly losing his concentration on the nightmares that quickly disappear in favor of Sandy’s dreams.
While Pitch is swearing and snarling as he tears off back into hiding, Sandy and Jack fly off on Sandy’s cloud, laughing their heads off.
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“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
Sandy does wake up, though it is a slow process. Since he and Jack are traveling at a slow pace on Sandy’s cloud for a change, he figures it’s nothing that needs to hurry. Jack is bouncing with pent up energy on his part though, grinning with clear mischief in mind.
It makes Sandy wake up a bit quicker. Jack has something in mind, and whatever it is, he wants in.
“Look down there!” Jack says, pointing. They are over a forest near a town, and Sandy blinks when he notices a very familiar shape skulking its way through the trees. Pitch is on the prowl, having clearly not seen Jack and Sandy, their mode of transportation hidden by the crowns of the trees.
Sandy hides them further, by dimming the glow of his sand, and then shapes a question mark for Jack. ‘What’s the plan?’
Jack grins and leans in to whisper what he has in mind. The idea makes Sandy cover his mouth to hide soundless giggles, and he nods in agreement to the idea. It is a harmless idea, but still one bound to be amusing.
Sandy forms a bowl with his sand, and Jack very carefully gets ice and slush formed inside of it. The more it fills, the more sand Sandy shapes around it, until it has mroe the shape of a waterballoon than a bowl. When it is full, Sandy sends the balloon with its cargo down, silent and carefully, until it hovers over the Boogeyman, who is paying more attention to the town, than to his surroundings. Judging from the faint trails of black sand, he has gathered enough energy to send out a couple of nightmares.
That however, is soon ruined when Jack, who has quietly moved down on a silent wind, pokes a hole in the balloon and the ice and slush is poured down over Pitch, who gives a startled, unholy SCREECH, instantly losing his concentration on the nightmares that quickly disappear in favor of Sandy’s dreams.
While Pitch is swearing and snarling as he tears off back into hiding, Sandy and Jack fly off on Sandy’s cloud, laughing their heads off.