As promised here is the final result of "New Moon" that my friends and I created.
New moon lost her last sliver as she does every month but this month was different. The air had changed into something that space did not understand. Star raced across the sky and stole
the last of her parents' money. The universe was in trouble and she was the only person who could save it.
but she had better things to do. As ADHD ran in her family her attention would wane as quickly as the moon. A pickle caught her eye
and she had no choice but to0 shoot after it. She knew it would taste
garlicky... it would go perfectly with CHEESE, but that reminded her
of a time so much better than this one, when she was full and bright. The night sky lighted up in her presence.
Suddenly, a duck appeared with a gun!
"You're all driving me quackers!" he exclaimed.
That is when New Moon suddenly found the courage to face the ridiculous star. Taking the gun from the duck she shot the pickle into stars mouth, shutting it forever. Old Space returned and New Moon was finally stuffed with enough cheese and garlic to light up the sky.
Controlled Patriots of Standard Word Abuse (C.P.S.W.A.) that contributed to this story in order are:
Alex J. Cavanaugh
These are for you, my talented and playful friends. Thanks for playing and see you next month.
Have a wonderful and playful week-end everyone!