SCREAMS!!!

Suffice to say, le Serpent is up to his eyeballs in garbage. I shall explain.

SCREAMERS: We did not ask you to explain.

SILENCE! Serp is a little on edge! What WakeUpAndLive implied is true...

SCREAMERS: It's not implicating if you flat out say it!

Bothersome technicalities. But, yes, Serp has a dumpster and Serp needs to kick it in gear and fill said dumpster up as far as Serp can see. Due to time sensitivity, I'll put the contest on hold. I'll probably only be a few hours late of the deadline, but I can't promise that at the moment.

...Oh, and I didn't get much done yesterday because I illegally subbed as a middle school custodian. I wish I made this crap up sometimes.

Tomorrow's Prompt:

Finding a nest behind the staircase.

You got yourself 1,500 words and until 12:00 PM tomorrow (Monday) to write up a juicy story for this.

PLEASE READ THIS OR I SHALL BURROW INTO YOUR SKULL AND LAY EGGS INSIDE.
State the prompt you're writing for. It's to help whoever judge is reading the entries since I've placed the prompt out a few hours before today's deadline. You can still enter Sunday's flash fiction contest--or straight up go to Monday's. Again, just say the prompt it's meant for. Entries before this message are safe.