The Two Little Boys and the Big Bad Mess

Just a random story I wrote one night to get one of the pages for my writing group.

            Once upon a time, there were two little boys. They were brothers, and were both very silly little boys. One day, they were playing at their grandmother’s house. They had strewn Legos and books and train tracks and car tracks all over the floor of the family room. But when it was time to go home, they didn’t want to pick them up!
            “You better clean up,” their dad said, “or something weird might happen.”
            But the two little boys didn’t believe him. Which is silly, when you think about it, since their daddy had never lied to them.
            And so they decided not to clean up.
            So the next day when they came over, the mess was still there, as their grandmother had been too busy to clean it up for them.
            So they played and played and made an even bigger mess than they had before. And again, when it was time to go, they didn’t want to clean up.
            “You’d better clean up,” their dad said again, “or something weird might happen.”
            But nothing weird had happened the day before, so they didn’t think it would happen this time either. So they left without cleaning up.
            The next day, the mess was still there, because their grandma was too busy to clean it up for them. Besides, she hadn’t made the mess.
            So they played and they played and they made an even bigger mess than before. And when it was time to go, they didn’t want to clean up.
            “You’d better clean up,” their dad said, “or something weird might happen.”
            And the boys didn’t believe him. After all, nothing had happened the first day, and nothing had happened the second day. Nothing weird was going to happen.
            But then, something weird did happen. The mess came to life! A hand made out of Legos grabbed the older boy’s leg and started dragging him away from his dad. The trains all forced the younger boy away from his mom.
            “What do we do?” The boys cried.
            “Clean up.” Their dad stated. He had been in this situation before, and he had tried to warn them.
            So the boys started throwing everything into the bins that they belonged to. All of the Legos went into the Lego bucket. All of the train tracks and car tracks went into the Tupperware bin they belonged in. They could move on their own again! They quickly put the books on the bookshelf and ran out to their parents.
            “We’ll never leave things a mess again!” They resolved, clinging to their parents’ legs.
            “We’re sure you won’t.” Their mother said kindly, and then led them out to the car to head home.

About Jae Randall

I am a writer, a certified Medical Assistant, EMT, and Firefighter. I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder in 2011. I have written 5 books and am working on writing my 6th, outlining my 7th, and beating out my 8th. I hope to have all three written by the end of 2013.

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