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Here is my story for Adam Ickes’ “Storybook Corner“. This month I am literally down to the final few hours before the deadline! Maybe one month I will get this sorted out a bit earlier.

The idea is to write 300-500 words to a photo prompt. To read the other entries, click Bracken, the little froggy. Coincidentally, this month’s (well May’s) prompt is also of a frog.

(After a bit of Googling I’m adding this disclaimer: all company names used in this story are entirely fictitious and any similarity to actual company names is entirely coincidental.)


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That wasn’t the prompt picture, that was the logo. The prompt picture is below.

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Hoppy jumped up to the brow of the hill to look around.

(Frogs don’t have names as humans understand them, they refer to each other based on description. “Hoppy” is more succinct than “He Who Is Mostly Green With A Little Brown And Lives Next To The Second Lily Pad On The Left”.)

The noise was coming from a series of – Hoppy could hardly believe his buggy little eyes – monsters! Huge beasts of destruction! Great gouts of smoke blew from blow holes, great mashing jaws destroyed everything in sight. Trees exploded into splinters. Small hillocks disintegrated.

They were moving fast, and moving directly towards him!

Hoppy jumped away as fast as he could, his little back legs propelling him high into the air.

Glancing back, he could see the monsters, gaining on him. His little heart pounded faster and faster as he fled. All around him other creatures, some of them his friends, ran past, terror in their eyes. From behind Hoppy heard a voice – “Wait up! Wait for me!” It sounds like “He Who Is Green With A Bit Of Orange And Talks Too Much But Is Generally A Nice Enough Fellow”, thought Hoppy.

The cries suddenly cut off. Hoppy didn’t want to stop and look – he knew the monsters had caught up to his friend. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he raced on with renewed energy.

He knew the monsters were gaining.

Just up ahead he could see a large structure. It was made of the same stuff as trees, but a different colour, and stretched to left and right as far as he could see. If he could only reach it, and slip underneath, surely he would find safety!

The fence (as humans call it) was close, but the monsters were closer, and gaining. Hoppy bounded as fast as he could, but the dreadful maw of one of the monsters caught his back leg and flung him through the air.

His lifeless little body splattered across a sign which proudly proclaimed:

“Coming soon – Woodland Pines! Two hundred environmentally friendly homes for the eco-conscious. 20% already sold. Phone now for details! [Eco-Homes Ltd: protecting the ecosystem so you don’t have to]”

  1. NotAPunkRocker
    June 21, 2014 at 1:15 pm

    Sad but true, all in the name of “progress”. And I can’t unsee little Hoppy going splat now.

    Are we sure Bracken is someplace safe?

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    • June 21, 2014 at 4:30 pm

      Bracken is quite safe!
      Sorry about the Hoppy-splat imagery 🙂

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      • NotAPunkRocker
        June 21, 2014 at 4:43 pm

        It’s alright, I’m on an old horror movie kick, so the imagery just fit in LOL.

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      • June 21, 2014 at 4:48 pm

        🙂

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  2. June 21, 2014 at 2:06 pm

    Poor little Hoppy. Another victim of “progress!”

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    • June 21, 2014 at 4:39 pm

      Yep. It’s nice that his habitat was destroyed in the name of eco-friendly housing.

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  3. June 21, 2014 at 3:35 pm

    Al, Poor Hoppy. You’ve killed off your protagonist. 😥 He died as a sacrifice to the better understanding of the ecology problem though so it wasn’t a senseless death. Well written with good tension. 🙂 —Susan

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    • June 21, 2014 at 4:43 pm

      Yes, at least his death counted for something. I don’t think “Eco-Homes Ltd” (I didn’t Google that name, I hope they don’t actually exist 🙂 ) has quite got the hang of protecting the ecosystem.

      [Edit: a company with a very similar name DOES exist. I have added a disclaimer to the post 🙂 ]

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  4. June 21, 2014 at 4:32 pm

    Aww. Great story. Was waiting for the funny twist but sadly true to life.

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    • June 21, 2014 at 5:07 pm

      Thanks! I was a bit torn at the end as I liked Hoppy but decided to continue with my original “irony of eco-friendly housing destroying a natural habitat” idea.

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  5. June 22, 2014 at 5:17 am

    No, no, no, do not like this story at all.
    Dr. Ali, please mangle mutilate all the humans you wish, but not Hoppy.
    Horrible story!!!
    You got his hoppy leg first, sad.

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    • June 22, 2014 at 6:17 am

      I know, poor Hoppy 😦
      I wanted to make a point, though I suppose I could have let him escape.

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  6. June 22, 2014 at 6:35 am

    Ah, so ironic, poor little Hoppy, I’d grown quite fond of him, but somehow I knew it would all go terribly wrong. Great story & wonderful message 🙂

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    • June 22, 2014 at 6:46 am

      Poor Hoppy was doomed from the start, you don’t want to star in one of my stories 🙂
      I’m glad you enjoyed it.

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  7. June 22, 2014 at 3:12 pm

    Well, at least Hoopy won’t won’t be around scaring any kids away in the community pond Eco Homes will build that will be 100% algae free and stocked with mermaids. Sadly, they had to clear the trees away so it will be easier to shoot all the deer that would dare to invade the community’s ecosystem…

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    • June 22, 2014 at 3:12 pm

      Hoopy, Hoppy…. I shoulda used his full name, I guess!

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      • June 22, 2014 at 7:01 pm

        Is “He Who Is Mostly Green With A Little Brown And Lives Next To The Second Lily Pad On The Left” really such a mouthful? Lazybones.

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    • June 22, 2014 at 7:00 pm

      You can’t be having deer poohing all over your finely balanced ecosystem. It would piss off the mermaids.

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  8. June 24, 2014 at 2:13 pm

    Hoppy got what he deserved. The nerve of him daring to squat on land Eco-Homes Ltd was trying to turn into something great. Who doesn’t like the sound of a deer-less mermaid paradise? Hoppy is the real villain of the story, methinks. Even frogs have to pay rent!

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    • June 24, 2014 at 3:38 pm

      Exactly! Did Hoppy ever register his lily pad with the Land Registry? I don’t think he did.
      Take that Hoppy, you squatting amphibian menace.

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      • June 25, 2014 at 2:26 am

        All of this could have been avoided if he’d just gone through the proper channels. Lazy, good for nothing frog!

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