AUTHOR’S NOTE: Didi Oviatt has a new writing challenge for this month. It’s entitled “Birthday Bash!” Just take the characters from your WIP (Work In Progress) and plug them into a BIRTHDAY BASH scene/short story. Something apart from your book, but one that really lets their personalities shine!
It took me a while to figure out which one of my many characters should be involved in this birthday bash. Who did I decide on? 😉 Read on to find out.
“Okay!” Hildreth Mayhew glanced around the decorated training room. “Everything looks good. We got our streamers. We got balloons.”
His best friend, Jeff Farsigh, snorted. “It looks to me like we have too many balloons.”
Hildreth wagged his finger at him. “There’s no such thing as too many balloons.”
“You’re crazy. I hope you know that, you dweeb.” Jeff exhaled. “So. The question remains. What are we gonna do with all of this glitter? I mean, we have two buckets full of the stuff.”
“I don’t know. I still haven’t figured out that piece yet.” Hildreth glanced around as if he were hoping to see a “Put Glitter Here” sign.
Jeff chuckled. “Hey, I have a crazy idea.”
“We could balance it on the door so when Master Initskay opens it—-”
A slow grin spread across Hildreth’s face. “He gets drenched in glitter.”
“I don’t think drenched is the right word.”
“Dork! It’s the perfect word.”
“Anyway, that’s one idea.”
Hildreth lifted the one mop bucket and looked inside. “Wow. That really is a lot of glitter. I feel like we should do something more with it. Dumping it on his head would be awesome, but such a waste.”
“And he would make us clean it up.”
“Definitely. It needs to be something more—-something more…Argh! I don’t know what!”
“Hey.” Jeff gently punched his friend’s arm. “Don’t sweat it. We’ll figure something out before he comes in here.”
The training room door slid open.
Hildreth startled and dropped the bucket. Glitter spilled all over the hard wood floor.
Master Initskay looked at the sparkling mess.
Hildreth and Jeff bowed to him.
“Well. That’s something.”
Hildreth raised his head. “Master, I can explain.”
Master Initskay looked up at the banners that were mostly hidden by all of the balloons. He looked at the handwritten “Happy Birthday, Master Initskay” signs plunked in front of every single punching dummy.
“We were planning to surprise you.” Jeff said.
“We hadn’t quite worked out all of the details.”
The Master looked at the mess on the floor. “Such as the glitter, I assume.”
Both boys said, “Yes, Master.” in unison.
Master Initskay covered his mouth with his hands and laughed.
Jeff straightened up and glanced at Hildreth.
“You two never cease to amaze me. I suppose you made a cake.”
“Ah.” Hildreth said. “About that. Um.”
“We tried to make a layered cake, Master, but—”
“—it wasn’t a good idea.”
Jeff gave Hildreth a friendly shove. “Dweeb. The idea was good. The execution was poor.”
“No. Poor isn’t the right word. I know that for sure. It was more like…disastrous.”
Jeff nodded. “Disastrous is the perfect word. So, we made cookies instead.”
“They’re slightly burnt.”
“But still edible.”
“Very edible.” Hildreth said. “I may have had one or two.”
Jeff snorted. “Yeah. One or two too many.”
“Hey! You had your fair share.”
“So, how many cookies are left?” Master Initskay asked.
Hildreth stuck out his chest with pride and said, “Five and a half.”
“More like five and half of a half.”
Hildreth waved off Jeff’s comment. “It’s still five and a half.”
Master Initskay contemplated the glitter. “Hm. I really should have you two clean up that mess.” He smiled. “But.” His smile grew. “I’ve had a major hankering for freshly baked cookies for the past couple days now.”
Hildreth’s expression brightened. “So, we can have the rest of the cookies now?”
The two boys high-fived each other. “Yes!”
“But you will have to clean up your mess.” Master Initskay looked up at the crowd of balloons. “Except for the balloons. Let’s leave those up for the rest of the day.”