Chris V is one of the writer/bloggers at Zombie Girl Authors. We have a running “feud” about whether zombies are cool (her position) or ickickick (mine). Last year, she wrote Story A Day May stories about zombies (very good stories, I might add) and the deadness leaked over here and made me write a zombie story or two myself.
So, Chris, this one’s for you.
Zombie Girls
by Marian Allen
On the first day of Dead School, a little dead cow named Lowis and a little dead unicorn named Kriss met on the playground.
Lowis pointed a hoof at Kriss and laughed. “You only got one horn!” She laughed so hard, milk came out of her nose.
Kriss would have turned red, if she had had blood. Or cheeks.
“For your inforMAtion,” she said, “I’m a UNIcorn. I’m only supposed to have one horn, you stupid cow!”
Lowis got up in Kriss’ personal space, shoved her with her shoulder, and tried to step on her feet.
“Hey!” Kriss shoved back. “You’re being a bully!”
“I can’t be a BULLy,” Lowis mocked. “I’m a COW.” She shoved Kriss again.
Before the other little dead animals could stop them, Lowis and Kriss were punching at each other with their hooves and poking at each other with their horns.
After several minutes of exercise that did no damage, they stopped, panting. All of the little dead animals cast worried glances at the playground monitors, none of whom had interfered.
One of the monitors nodded at the group. “Now you know,” she said. “No use beating a dead horse. Or a cow or a unicorn. Fight all you want to; it never solves anything.”
Lowis picked up the necklace of dried flowers she had torn from around Kriss’ neck and fastened it back on.
“Don’t let’s fight anymore,” she said. “This story is too short for another moral lesson.”
Kriss picked up Lowis’ lunch pail before the monitor could say something about spilt milk.
“No more fighting,” she agreed.
After that day, Lowis and Kriss were best friends.
Forever.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Use the picture I used. Or write about friendship, bullying, cows, unicorns, boring morality, or milk.
MA
Jane
May 2, 2014 at 7:16pmGReat fun!
Perry Block (
May 2, 2014 at 9:15pmBoy, a school where everybody’s dead. I might be the star of the class there due to breathing! (BTW, I just had some dead chicken for dinner a few minutes ago. It didn’t say much.)
Marian Allen
May 3, 2014 at 8:02amDead chickens are notoriously reticent.