(The prompt for this CW can be found at the bottom of this post. I did not want to spoil the story in advance.)
Britney went out for her morning swim, just as any other day. Dressed in sequins, she was instantly swarmed by random males, trying to catch her attention.
Tired of fighting them off, she devised a plan.
“If you want to hook me, you will have to prove that you can provide for me.”
The moment she uttered that, two contenders were already eyeing the target from the opposite sides.
On her mark, they raced towards a juicy prey.
Albert got there first.
Britney crossed her fingers.
He was hot.
But, as soon as she thought that, Albert disappeared from right in front of her never to be seen again.
“Oh, well, another one bites the dust” – she sighed.
Carson was suddenly filled with confidence, having his opponent vanish. He pounced at the prey as soon as it reappeared.
Britney closed her eyes as soon as she saw a trickle of blood.
The second contender was fighting for his life, bleeding profusely from his cheeks and neck.
He took a few last gasps and fell to the ground.
Britney was about to go home when Frank jumped out of nowhere.
He lunged forward, got the prey, and brought it to his Queen before she even blinked.
“My worm. For you. Be mine.”
“My favorite one! You did well. I hear wedding bells.”
“Write a love story about two fish.”
– a prompt for this week’s CW piece.
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