Blogger Love-A-Thon: Mini Challenge #3 – Mad Lib

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The fun continues for the 3rd Annual Book Blogger Love-A-Thon with a Mad Lib!

I haven’t done one of these since junior high so this was really fun.

One day, I was bartering with Travis. Out of the blue, a trapeze artist came out of nowhere! It was so franticconfused and wide-eyed. At first, we were afraid, we were petrified, but we acquiesced. We hopped on handicap tricycle to make our getaway.

As we escaped, we turned up the radio because “Royals” came on and made me decelerate. Everything was extremely smooth sailing until an aardvark appeared in the middle of the road. We swerved to avoid it, but while Travis stayed on the handicap tricycle, I got thrown onto my side in the woods.

I couldn’t get up, and felt ADJECTIVE as I lay there staring up at the trees. What was I going to do? I heard a hiss among the leaves, and felt uncertain. Surely, this was going to be my end. As my eyes fluttered shut, the last thing I saw was a head of auburn hair and charcoal eyes.

When I woke up again, I was on a futon. My body hurt a whole lot less, and I could sit up. There was a chest and towel in the room, along with bean burritos and pineapple juice. The door suddenly opened to reveal Christian, a concerned look on his face. I blushed and averted my gaze, but he smirked and said, “Don’t be shy. It’s okay.”

He came over to sit by me, and we started talking after I told him my name. We chatted about parasailing, gymnastics and undergarment sewing and realized we had a ton in common! I thought he was robust and couldn’t help feeling a little swoony.

Just as he reached out for my hand, the door crashed open and in came Brock. “Don’t let him charm you away, my love!” He yelled, running at Christian. They each had melon ballers in their hands and began to fight. “Stop!”, I yelled, feeling so helpless. They didn’t listen to me. Before I could intervene, Christian fell to the floor and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

“What was that?” I asked, staring at the empty space. Blake dropped his weapon, and came over to me. “Magic, but you are safe now, Poopsie.” He hugged me close, and I suddenly knew that this was the real deal and not just a dream.

Just as “Say Something” started playing in my head, I woke up. I cursed my tart luck. Why had it only been just a dream?

Want to play along? Here’s the Mad Lib for you to fill in…

One day, I was VERB ENDING IN -ING with BOOK BOYFRIEND #1. Out of the blue, a NOUN came out of nowhere! It was so ADJECTIVEADJECTIVE and ADJECTIVE. At first, we were afraid, we were petrified, but we PAST TENSE VERB. We hopped on RANDOM MODE OF TRANSPORTATION to make our getaway.

As we escaped, we turned up the radio because A CATCHY TUNE came on and made me VERB. Everything was extremely smooth sailing until an ANIMAL appeared in the middle of the road. We swerved to avoid it, but while BOOK BOYFRIEND #1 stayed on SAME RANDOM MODE OF TRANSPORTATION, I got thrown onto my side in the woods.

I couldn’t get up, and felt ADJECTIVE as I lay there staring up at the trees. What was I going to do? I heard a WORD DESCRIBING A SOUND among the leaves, and felt EMOTION. Surely, this was going to be my end. As my eyes fluttered shut, the last thing I saw was a head of COLOR hair and COLOR eyes.

When I woke up again, I was on a PIECE OF FURNITURE. My body hurt a whole lot less, and I could sit up. There was a NOUN and NOUN in the room, along with FOOD and DRINK. The door suddenly opened to reveal BOOK BOYFRIEND #2, a concerned look on his face. I blushed and averted my gaze, but he VERB and said, “Don’t be shy. It’s okay.”

He came over to sit by me, and we started talking after I told him my name. We chatted about HOBBY 1,HOBBY 2 and HOBBY 3 and realized we had a ton in common! I thought he was ADJECTIVE and couldn’t help feeling a little swoony.

Just as he reached out for my hand, the door crashed open and in came BOOK BOYFRIEND #3. “Don’t let him charm you away, my love!” He yelled, running at BOOK BOYFRIEND #2. They each had KITCHENWARE in their hands and began to fight. “Stop!”, I yelled, feeling so EMOTION. They didn’t listen to me. Before I could intervene, BOOK BOYFRIEND #2 fell to the floor and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

“What was that?” I asked, staring at the empty space. BOOK BOYFRIEND #3 dropped his weapon, and came over to me. “Magic, but you are safe now, PET NAME.” He hugged me close, and I suddenly knew that this was the real deal and not just a dream.

Just as LOVE SONG started playing in my head, I woke up. I cursed my ADJECTIVE luck. Why had it only been just a dream?

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