So I’m late to the party and I don’t know how much I can participate, but Alexa and Katelyn are running this fabulous event today and tomorrow so I figured I would try to join some. Below is the third mini challenge of the Love-A-Thon and it was a fun Madlibs. Be sure to check out their blogs and th either bloggers posts. Let the silliness begin!
One day, I was DANCING with ETIENNE ST. CLAIR. Out of the blue, an OWL came out of nowhere! It was so BLUE, FAST and ROUND. At first, we were afraid, we were petrified, but we BAKED. We hopped on the UNICYCLE to make our getaway.
As we escaped, we turned up the radio because BYE, BYE, BYE came on and made me RUN. Everything was extremely smooth sailing until a TIGER appeared in the middle of the road. We swerved to avoid it, but while ETIENNE ST. CLAIR stayed on the UNICYCLE I got thrown onto my side in the woods.
I couldn’t get up, and felt PRETTY as I lay there staring up at the trees. What was I going to do? I heard a GROAN among the leaves, and felt GIDDY. Surely, this was going to be my end. As my eyes fluttered shut, the last thing I saw was a head of PINK hair and GRAY eyes.
When I woke up again, I was on a DAY BED. My body hurt a whole lot less, and I could sit up. There was a PENCIL and BED in the room, along with CAKE and BEER. The door suddenly opened to reveal MATT FINCH, a concerned look on his face. I blushed and averted my gaze, but he SMILED and said, “Don’t be shy. It’s okay.”
He came over to sit by me, and we started talking after I told him my name. We chatted about SCRAPBOOKING, BEADING and READING and realized we had a ton in common! I thought he was SLIPPERY and couldn’t help feeling a little swoony.
Just as he reached out for my hand, the door crashed open and in came FINN. “Don’t let him charm you away, my love!” He yelled, running at MATT FINCH. They each had MIXERS in their hands and began to fight. “Stop!”, I yelled, feeling so GLEEFUL. They didn’t listen to me. Before I could intervene, MATT FINCH fell to the floor and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
“What was that?” I asked, staring at the empty space. FINN dropped his weapon, and came over to me. “Magic, but you are safe now, HONEY BEAR.” He hugged me close, and I suddenly knew that this was the real deal and not just a dream.
Just as BABY I BELIEVE IN YOU started playing in my head, I woke up. I cursed my FANCY luck. Why had it only been just a dream?