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https://www.plot-generator.org.uk/25j7uict/sweet-sarah-kowalski.html

Sweet Sarah Kowalski
A Short Story
by John Doe

Sarah Kowalski had always loved sleepy Falmouth with its vigilant, vacant volcanoes. It was a place where she felt angry.

She was a sweet, stupid, tea drinker with scrawny eyes and moist fingers. Her friends saw her as a grieving, gentle god. Once, she had even brought a wrong old lady back from the brink of death. That’s the sort of woman he was.

Sarah walked over to the window and reflected on her quiet surroundings. The drizzle rained like sleeping puppies.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Roger Vader. Roger was a patient do gooder with squat eyes and moist fingers.

Sarah gulped. She was not prepared for Roger.

As Sarah stepped outside and Roger came closer, she could see the better glint in his eye.

“Look Sarah,” growled Roger, with a clumsy glare that reminded Sarah of patient pigeons. “It’s not that I don’t love you, but I want love. You owe me 9403 gold pieces.”

Sarah looked back, even more angry and still fingering the tiny banana. “Roger, I ate your puppy,” she replied.

They looked at each other with cross feelings, like two gigantic, grisly goldfish dancing at a very popular bar mitzvah, which had flute music playing in the background and two energetic uncles boating to the beat.

Sarah studied Roger’s squat eyes and moist fingers. Eventually, she took a deep breath. “I’m afraid I declared myself bankrupt,” explained Sarah. “You will never get your money.”

“No!” objected Roger. “You lie!”

“I do not!” retorted Sarah. “Now get your squat eyes out of here before I hit you with this tiny banana.”

Roger looked delighted, his wallet raw like a teeny-tiny, thoughtful teapot.

Sarah could actually hear Roger’s wallet shatter into 9403 pieces. Then the patient do gooder hurried away into the distance.

Not even a cup of tea would calm Sarah’s nerves tonight.
THE END

I don’t know what my favorite part is.

Is it the Sarah/Roger ship? They have moist fingers.

Or the double power moves?

“Roger, I ate your puppy.”

“I’m afraid I declared myself bankrupt.”

https://www.plot-generator.org.uk
Two thumbs up!

It’s an algorithmic story generator, and I have nothing to do with it. I just love it and shall call him George.

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