Moribund the Shadow Thing sat like a knot. He was frustrated and frankly, not in a very good mood.
“You’re seriously not afraid of me?”
“Nope,” said the little girl, smiling up at him like an annoying little cherub.
“Not even a little?” he asked.
He deflated. One last child to frighten and he would earn his Junior Demon status. He summoned up a belly full of bile and made his most horrific face at her.
“I love you, Mr. Silly,” the girl giggled and hugged him tight.
And with that, Moribund disappeared into a puff of smoke.
MS Word Count: 100
This is a creative writing piece for the Friday Drabble.
Other 100-word installments in the Moribund saga:
- Derp’s Dilemma
- Glenda Gloop’s Failed Surprise
- Love Dies an Ugly Death Under the Sink
- Toad Slide
- Moribund’s Demise
Copyright Jean Mishra 2012