Disrupted Plans

Arlo Proudfoot was not very happy.

He had been expecting to have a nice relaxing Saturday afternoon, reading poetry in his gardenโ€™s warm afternoon sun, enjoying soft freshly baked bread with a nice thick spread of jam for tea time.

Instead, he had been picked as one of five Hobbit delegates for the multi-race debates discussing recent local dragon activity, spent all day in a dour dwarven hall, and during a rushed, nearly forgotten break, had been given slightly stale toast for tea with only a stingy smear of jam.  

If only the curious young dragons would bugger off.  

This story was inspired by the Carrot Ranch prompt for February 13, 2023: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a smear of jam. Is it across a slice of toast, a white shirt, or something unexpected? The jam could be the focus or detail that ads a twist. Who are the characters with the jam and where are they situated in space and time? Go where the prompt leads!


26 thoughts on “Disrupted Plans

    1. Teatime is really not a thing over here in Canada (we simply have lunch at noon and dinner at 6ish), except for specific high tea parties for fun, so many of us really romanticize the idea of it. Which means we do not like it when poor innocent Hobbits have a disappointing teatime, lol ๐Ÿ˜

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