IndiesUnlimited Flash Fiction prompt.
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“Buford, what are you doing?”
“Nothin’ Mama.”
Mama looked, but could barely see him. His chestnut plates reflected the sun. He looked like a bumpy log. He had the cutest nose of all her babies. Sometimes she wondered about his brains.
“Why you floatin’ like that?”
“I’m hungry.”
“Then come home for dinner.”
“I already ate dinner.”
“Then why’d you say you was hungry.”
“Because, there’s a big vanilla muffin on the grass.”
“A what?”
“Mama, remember that thing last week. You had to peel the wrapper off of it before we could eat it. It was so sweet but it was all skin and bones. But this one is huge, Mama.”
“Stop telling tales and git on home!”
“But Mama, I swear it’s right there! It’s got some sort of extra eye with three legs. I wonder what that tastes like.”
Buford crept onto the bank. The muffin began walking backwards, but the eye was still staring at him. He ran up to the eye and knocked it over. Buford grabbed one of its legs and pulled it back into the water. Thrashing, splashing and holding it steady, Buford took a bite.
“Gross.” Buford spit out the eye and it’s legs. “That’s the most awful thing I’ve ever tasted.”
By this time, the muffin was gone, but now he knew. “Go for the muffin not the eye!”
The muffin ran back to the tent. “Hey guys, An alligator just ate my camera!”