
“Do you like them?” Kevin asked his date, Annette, when he opened a cabinet and slowly pulled out a draw filled with insects laid out on a felt board. “I use these to make pins, earrings, broaches, bracelets, rings, and even necklaces.”
“They’re beautiful,” Annette said.
“I made them all by hand,” Kevin said proudly.
“That’s impressive,” Annette said. “What are they made of?”
“What do you mean?” Kevin asked her.
“Are they made out of plastic? Metal? Wood?” Annette asked.
Kevin laughed. “No, of course not. They are actual insects that I caught, dipped them live into epoxy and cured them in a special kiln I created. Finally, to give them their sheen, I put a thin coat of polyurethane on them. That brings out the brilliant colors.”
Annette excused herself, ran to Kevin’s bathroom, and threw up.
Written for Cyranny’s One-Minute Fiction prompt. Photo credit: Cyranny.
Ouch.
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Live! Poor little buggies =( lol
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It would be an interesting engagement ring, I mean a diamond in the front legs/antennae of a dung beetle. How romantic.
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Haha……
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I’d be throwing up too at that titbit of info!
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I will be joining her in that bathroom
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And I bet he burned ants with a magnifying glass too. Cruel!
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😂
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