Marvin was melting down all of the gold teeth, rings, and miscellaneous trinkets he had taken from the dead bodies. He was actually grateful for the human carnage of battle, even though he knew that he would end up in hell for what he was doing. But he didn’t really care, just as, he rationized, the mutilated dead bodies he had picked clean of their gold wouldn’t care.
Marvin carefully lifted the heavy cauldron from the fire and began pouring the molten fluid into small, oblong bullet casings. He had about a dozen casings done when a stranger entered his shed. “What are you doing?” The mysterious stranger asked.
Irritated at having been rudely interrupted by the stranger, Marvin responded, “I’m crafting gold bullets to use to kill the werewolves that have been terrorizing the countryside.”
“You idiot,” the stranger said. “Only silver bullets can kill werewolves. Gold bullets will not stop them.”
“Oh, said Marvin in an embarrassed tone. “Well maybe I can use these gold bullets against the vampires that have also been terrorizing the countryside.”
“No, gold bullets won’t work on vampires,” the stranger said. “You need large wooden stakes to the heart to kill vampires. Do you have any wooden stakes?”
“No,” Marvin said. “Why would I have any wooden stakes?”
“Excellent!” The stranger said, leaping on Marvin and biting his neck.
Written for the following one-word prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (gold), Ragtag Daily Prompt (grateful), Scotts Daily Prompt (hell), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (fluid), and Word of the Day Challenge (oblong).
Welcome to November 22, 2018 and Happy Thanksgiving to those of us who live in the U.S. This is Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.
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