Well as promised, here is the collected tale of Bug on his A-Z adventure. Hope you guys had as much fun as I did.
Bugs Blogging Alphabet Adventure
Putting on his saucepan hat, he waddled on his back for a few miles until he fell over a tiny planet. He picked it up and threw it back into space, where it bounced up and down every time bug sang.
Bug's singing was beautiful, his voice spiralled upwards, perfectly in tune. The tiny planet soared up up up,
until it splat, raining debris all over Bug and making his feet itch again.
With those itchy feet bug ran down the tree. When he did Bug landed right smack dab in the middle of a boat.
Bug wanted to eat toast so he searched for someone to make it, an elephant, maybe, but he could only find a frog in the boat. Now he needed a toaster.
The boat sailed along a river of chocolate, past shops filled with blenders, espresso machines, and food processors, until it ran aground onto a shore of toffee chips.
The toffee chips were playing musical chairs, so bug stood on his head. His itchy feet danced and it inspired the goblin to sing.
Bug loved the song. It inspired new feelings in his heart and that's when the transformation began.
His arms began to spasm and one shrunk into his body while the other one grew twice the length. His face contorted into a mask resembling a witch doctors.
His crabby mood he had been in since that morning started to slip away and a grin started spreading from one side of his face to the other. But that grin was cut short when he heard something startling from across the room.
No...No, not possible - the gremlin couldn't have found him . He'd laughed his sides a-splitting, no more tickling!
Bug grabbed a feather and off he ran after the gremlin who was afraid to be tickled and terrified of feathers.
He ran straight into a rift in the spacetime continuum where he got tossed back and forth in several dimensions, landing, finally, in the home of the gremlin. And in his home was
the frog. It had been in the boat, but then it wasn't in the boat. It was in a dream. No. It was in the gremlin's home screaming "Wake up, wake up, would everybody just wake up!" But only the snark sniveled and sidled, sipping and salivating and sipping some more.
He took his sticky pad out to catch the sky. and then he trampolined out of the way before it hit him on the run.
Bug decided his adventures would make a good story so he posted it on his blog for the A to Z Blogging challenge.
Many people saw the blog and a strange thing happened--as they read it, their feet began to itch.
The itching was so intense that he
morphed into flame. His skin crakled and sizzled. When it stopped, his body felt different
and as he looked down at his feet he saw the most beautiful rainbows where his toes used to be. The itchyness was gone but he was completely exhausted and still in need of toast. Bug flew over his rainbow feet and catching the Gremlins icy fingers he flew them both up to the top of the tree to search for more frogs and maybe a toaster.
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Gibberish written by controlled patriots of standard word abuse, in order from top to bottom of the pile:
Me, Ellie , Sue, Martha (MM), Laura Eno ,Gregg , damyantiwrites , Rachel , Hart Johnson, Elisabeth Hirsch , Craziness abounds , Debbie , Hilary Melton-Butcher ,N. R. Williams, The Golden Eagle, Lucy Adams, Emily Rose , Luana Krause, Linda H., Bossy Betty, M Pax and finally me again to tie it all up.
Here is a badge I made for all of the above named Controlled Patriots of Standard Word Abuse. (CPSWA) I think I just made a new group. Ha ha, such fun. Put your badge proudly on your page or just toss it.