A Slice Of Toast

 

Harry trod his way down the stairs and into his kitchen. Breakfast was the most important meal of the day, at least that’s what his mother had always told him. Cereal or toast? He could never be bothered to do anything else.

Today it was a tough decision. He looked at the boxes of cereal on his shelf; all opened, he had a choice of three. He also had have a loaf of bread left so either was still an option. He’d make himself a cup of coffee. A few sips might make it easier for him to come to some decision.

While he waited for his coffee to brew he idly glanced out of his window. There seemed to be an unusual amount of activity out on the street this morning. One of his neighbours must be up to something – installing this, or uninstalling that. Coffee ready, he had a few sips, reached towards one of the cereal boxes then at the last moment grabbed the loaf instead.

Two slices, butter and marmalade. That would do him fine today. He placed two slices into the toaster slots, depressed the button and......BANG! The windows and the walls kind of imploded!

Harry scratched his head. He’d had a lot of toasters pack up in his day but never quite so.....explosively. But then he heard it; the distinct sound of toast being ejected form a toaster. And there the slices were, perfectly browned but covered in concrete dust.

Shouting outside, something was going on. A man in a hard-hat looked through the hole in his wall. “Are you alright, mate?”

Harry nodded, still totally perplexed. “What happened?” he asked, waving his toast and causing a dust cloud that made them both cough.

“They got the address wrong, mate. Came to the wrong street altogether. We’ll fix it for ya, free of charge, as soon as we’ve demolished the right house.”


Submitted: March 30, 2018

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Sue Harris

A slice of toast with a garnish of dust... enjoyable, fun story, Hully

Fri, March 30th, 2018 7:45pm

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Thanks, Sue. From a prompt to include three words....breakfast, window and imploded.

Fri, March 30th, 2018 12:47pm

Sue Harris

Well, as always, you delivered in fine style, Hully!

Fri, March 30th, 2018 7:52pm

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Thanks for saying that, Sue.

Fri, March 30th, 2018 1:00pm

Jeff Bezaire

This was a fun, screwy story, Hully. It's put a wide smile on my face. Harry's reaction and the man in the hard hat's response are priceless! Great job!

Fri, March 30th, 2018 8:21pm

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Thanks, Jeff. The prompt -- to put the words; breakfast, window and imploded into a story. I found it a real challenge to get it to work so I'm glad you enjoyed the results.

Fri, March 30th, 2018 1:24pm

Vance Currie

Ha-ha. I don't have Harry's problem because I have both cereal and toast for breakfast. So far, my kitchen has not imploded and the only thing to be demolished is my breakfast by virtue of my gnashing teeth.

Fri, March 30th, 2018 8:48pm

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Ha! Thanks for reading, Joe. You've no idea how much I've missed your wonderful comments!

Sat, March 31st, 2018 2:43am

jaylisbeth

What an enjoyable read, Hully :)

Sat, March 31st, 2018 1:42pm

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I found it really hard to do this challenge -- write a story including the words, breakfast, window and imploded. I'm glad you enjoyed the story I eventually managed to come up with.

Sat, March 31st, 2018 10:37am

Mike S.

Ha--excellent, Hull!

Sat, April 7th, 2018 7:22pm

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Thanks, Mike!

Sat, April 7th, 2018 12:24pm

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