A Multiple Word Prompt Story – The Awkward Surprise

This story was inspired by the following word prompts





Today’s things are: circus, carnival, freak show

The Awkward Surprise

It was his wife’s fiftieth birthday and he had managed to convince her he had forgotten all about it.

When they woke up that Saturday morning, he behaved like there was nothing special about the day ahead.

He’d got up, had a shower, fed the cats and then went to the corner shop to pick up the Saturday paper.

On his way back he quickly accosted the postman who was about to post some birthday cards through their letter box. He took the cards and put them in his coat pocket and only allowed the bills to pass through.

The postman gave him a strange look as he continued on his round.

Hiding round the side of the house he heard his wife open the inner door and pick up the few measly bills and slam the door again.

Stifling a laugh he opened the door with his key and went in.

“Has the mail been love?” he asked, how he kept a straight face, he had no idea.

“Only the gas and electric bills and a letter from the council about the drains, that’s all. I was expecting…”

“What were you expecting?” he asked as innocently as he could.

“Oh, Nothing. Nothing at all” She replied then went into the kitchen and slammed the door.

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50 Word Thursdays – A Carnival Surprise.

“Fooling, fooling, too much fooling.” (Astrid Lindgren, Pippi Longstocking)

This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday challenge, this week hosted by Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith:


I have also included the Three Things Challenge:


Today’s prompt: keyboard, bananas, rattle

and the following prompts:



FOWC with Fandango — Undermine

A Carnival Surprise

The carnival parade was well under way, the bands marched playing their trumpets, drums and keyboard instruments. They could be heard several streets away. They weren’t playing them very well though, providing meaning to the old adage, you pay bananas. You get monkeys.

A man stepped out from an alleyway and joined one of the passing floats.

His garish costume and blue eyeshadow looked festive but his white makeup made him look wan in the light of the afternoon sun. He was just another clown, in the crowd, among many clowns juggling, riding on unicycles, shaking a rattle, eating fire.

Underneath his makeup, he wasn’t smiling. He was sick of it all. Fooling, fooling, too much fooling. While people starved and suffered, their hedonism threatened to undermine civilisation.

He will give them a carnival the like of which was seen seldomly and one no one present will live to repeat.

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