This Prompt was not as easy as the other two. Not because I wasn’t inspired by all the wonderful and whacky prompts. No, it was a busy time. School holidays (say no more!), Art Retreat at Bundanon (fabulous as always), seven stitches in my back, removing a suspect mole (was a bad one but all gone now), and life just got in the way of blogging and reading blogs. (That happens a lot lately.)
I want to thank Randall over at https://dalocollis.com for his crazy contribution in the comments. The kids loved his prompt. Please if you are not following Randall’s website you are missing out. His photography is a visual feast for the senses and he is also a unique wordsmith with interesting thoughts on life.
Thanks a bunch Randall you never know this story may become a picture book in time. Thank you to everyone who left a prompt. I hope you enjoy the story.
Winnie and Wink
writing prompt by Kath Unsworth
Winnie and Wink
Winnie and Wink
Winnie and Wink were the best of friends. They did everything together.
Their favourite game of all was hide and seek.
Winnie always found Wink. And Wink always claimed that the next time Winnie would never, EVER find her. But she always did.
“Why won’t you let me find you for a change?” asked Wink.
“Because you need more practice at hiding. And until you get better at it, your Mum said you have to keep practicing. You don’t want the two-legged monsters to catch you and eat you, do you?”
“No I don’t, but it’s still not fair!”
“Well I’m the best at hiding and you need more practice.” Boasted Winnie.
The next day Wink set off to hide, again she shouted those familiar words.
“You will never, EVER find me!”
Whinny smiled to herself, she always found Wink. Yet by late afternoon Winnie was pacing up and down.
She had looked high, and low and in all Wink’s favourite hiding places, there was no sign of Wink, not even her scent in the air. Winnie refused to say the words I give up. That would mean her friend had finally won. Winnie did not like to lose.
Where could she be? She hoped Wink had not ventured into the land of the two-legged monsters to hide. No bunny was safe out there.
She heard a high-pitched squeal and wondered if it was Wink. Without thinking she scampered out of the woods into the clearing.
The two-legged monsters were stomping around in a garden. To Winnie’s horror they were collecting stunned bunnies.
Her heart stopped when she found a bunny that wore a pink ribbon just like Wink’s, only she was wrapped from head to toe in pink paper.
“What have they done to you Wink?” She knew this had to be some kind of black magic the two-legged monsters had used on her friend.
She had to think fast.
She lifted Wink over her shoulder and ran as fast as her hind legs could go. Back into the safety of the forest.
“Wink! Wink! Talk to me!“
It was no use Wink did not talk or move. Winnie felt bad for making Wink hide all the time.
“I promise Winky if we get out of this mess I will let you be the finder.” She sobbed. “I give up, you win!” She sobbed some more, wrapping her arms around her best friend’s cold stiff body.
“Who are you talking to Winnie?” Said a small voice from behind a bush.
“Wink! it’s you, I found you at last!”
“No you didn’t! I won, you gave up remember.” Wink said hugging her friend. “So tomorrow I get to find you.”
“Yes okay you won, you are the best at hiding, but what are we going to do about this poor bunny?”
Winnie and Wink went back home carrying the strange bunny. They hoped the elders might know a bunny spell to save it.
But that’s another story.
THE END or is it???
Let me know if you can imagine this as a picture book? And thanks for reading.