Pastry Cooks 7 June 2014

“So what does this do?” Meggie juggled the mouse so that the cursor wavered over the picture.  

“It’s just the file-name, Mum.”

“Oh, so why a cat-flap?” 

“It’s our cat-flap. I’m programming it so that only Mitzi can use it.”

“You’re programming it? You don’t know how to programme.” 

“Didn’t. Do now.” Alice looked up. “Mum, will you quit with all the questions. I’ve got to get on, you know.”

“And you say this is your homework?”

“Yes!” Alice threw her homework diary towards her. 

Meggie retrieved it form the floor and opened it. She read the latest entry. “Use your Raspberry Pi to help you invent a useful gadget for your home.”   

It sounded more like something you might eat for dessert.  “Custard tart for pudding?”

“Not hungry. I just want to work with my Raspberry Pi."

    

Sex Kitten 24 May 2014

Danny opened his eyes slowly. Where was he? Gradually he realised that whatever he was lying on was very hard.  Like a floor. He rolled over and his mouth filled with wool. Shag pile.

Shag. Oh Mirabelle. The thought of her made something stir down below. Had they?

He groaned. What was the point if you didn’t remember?

Oh, god his head hurt. Snatches of the evening before came back. The heavy metal . Joints being passed round. Tequila shots. 

And now there was something staring at him. A monster. A nude man with a cat’s head. He shrieked.

“Christ, Danny keep it down. We’ve all got headaches.” Mirabelle stared at his upright cock. “That as well.” 

There was a loud “Meow” and a small ginger cat jumped out of the carrier bag by the coffee table.

Danny’s erection collapsed. 

      

I wrote these stories on the days when I was mainly editing. They offered a chance to do some writing on days that were full of rewriting.  There are 140 stories, each 140 words long.   

Each story was inspired by the first picture I saw when I opened my Twitter feed.