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Weekly Flash Contest #10: Write down 5 ideas for some impossible characters – space frogs, singing clocks, walking cactuses – the more unlikely the better. Pick 2 of them. What would happen if they met? Write a story about it. The week commencing June 1st (Daily Creativity prompt #51) was our tenth week of flash contests, and our entrants rose to the double challenge of inventing some crazily impossible characters, and putting them together in bizarre situations. Well done everyone for your wildly creative stories and ideas! This was such a strange and fascinating group to choose from, that we found it just too hard to narrow down the number to share with you. So, this week we have 6 winners, whose work is published below, and 4 very honorable Honorable Mentions. Congratulations to them all! Winners Isabel Bashaw, 10, Enumclaw, WA Lucy Berberich, 11, Oxford, OH Federico Lynch Ferraris, 11, New York, NY Lila Laton, 10, New York, NY Tilly Marlow, 10, Bristol, United Kingdom Alice Xie, 12, West Windsor, NJ Honorable Mentions “Enchanted Woods” (story and drawing) by Amelia Barth, 10, Elgin, IL “The Mathematician and the Songstress (A Story Told from 2 Points of View)” by Anna Haakenson, 12, Beach Park, IL “Polka Dots” by Samantha Lee, 10, Thomaston, CT “The Eerie Cat-Man Thief and the Gucci Bunny” by Daniel Wei, 13, Weddington, NC Isabel Bashaw, 10Enumclaw, WA Zombie Unicorn vs. Tap-Dancing Carrot Cake Isabel Bashaw, 10 It was Independence Day in the magical land of Mystic Topia, and a parade celebrating the town’s freedom from Wicked Humans was underway in the town square. Horns blared and drums banged throughout the crowded streets. A variety of animals, things, and creatures stood packed together under the sun, straining to see Mayor Cactus, the leader of this year’s parade. The Mayor (a famous opera singer in her youth) belted out “God Bless Mystic Topia” as she shuffled unsteadily down the street, forcing the crowd to shift forward and back to avoid the movement of her spines. She was followed by the amazing Tap-Dancing Carrot Cakes. This tap-dancing trio rat-a-tap-tapped along to the bouncy beat of the drums in the marching band. After the marching band scurried a group of vampire, candy-throwing hamsters. Finally the parade ended in a finale of zombie unicorns performing acrobatic tricks for the crowd’s enjoyment. After the crowd had thinned and all the baby creatures slept in their parents’ arms, a lone zombie unicorn, hungry from her performance, snuffled along the streets in search of a bite to eat. She wasn’t having much luck because the street-sweeping cockroaches had already passed through. Just then, she heard a noise! One of the tap-dancing carrot cakes shimmied up the road, his headphones blaring music so loud that the unicorn (and probably the whole town) could hear it. The zombie unicorn lifted her head slightly and, flaring her enormous nostrils, sniffed the smell of her favorite food: CARROTS! Better yet, SUGARY CARROTS! Groaning loudly, the unicorn galloped over to the carrot cake. He had his eyes closed, humming and tapping along to the music, oblivious to his impending doom. The unicorn took a sizable bite of the carrot cake’s frosted arm as it waved around to the music’s beat. The tap-dancing carrot cake’s head shot up, its eyes staring directly into the eyes of the zombie unicorn, who was happily enjoying his gooey frosting. The carrot cake couldn’t feel the strike, but he knew that a piece of his body was not where it was supposed to be. His arm was being digested inside the belly of the undead! The carrot cake immediately spewed out cuss words like “buttermilk!” and “powdered-sugar!” Then, collecting himself, turned off his music and said in a low, threatening voice: “I. Will. Get. You. Zombie. Unicorn.” Now the zombie unicorn was quite confused. Weren’t carrots and sugar meant for eating? This little pastry was freaking her out with its angry, orange eyes and spiteful threats! “Woah, woah, woah!” she said. “Hold up! This is all just a big misunderstanding! I thought you were food! Can’t we just settle this in a peaceful manner??” The carrot cake kept on glaring, and tapped its feet angrily. “How about a dance fight?” asked the zombie unicorn. “If I win, you let this go. And if you win, I’ll give you free zombie unicorn rides for a week!” Still glaring, the carrot cake stopped his angry tapping and slowly nodded his head. Just then, a lone street-sweeping cockroach scuttled by, its jaws chomping on scavenged parade candy. “Hey!” said the zombie unicorn. “Will you be the judge of our awesome dance fight?” The cockroach, constantly glancing left to right, paused to nod its head up and down. “Alright, then, Tasty-Cakes, you’re up!” said the unicorn. The carrot cake tugged his headphones out of his device, scrolled through his music and started dancing to “I Like To Move It.” He crazily tapped across the road, only pausing every so often to catch his breath. He went on and on… and on, until finally the unicorn couldn’t stand watching anymore. “OK, OK. My turn,” she said, swiping his device with her hoof and clicking on her favorite jam. She swung her back legs and flipped onto her front two, doing a handstand, her horn touching the dirt. Then she clopped around and around, in a kind of shuffle dance move. Finally the carrot cake stopped her. “Let’s see the results,” he said with a smug look on his face. Both creatures turned to the cockroach. “What did you think?” the tap dancing carrot cake asked the insect. The insect shook its head and pointed to the unicorn. “I WON!!” shouted the zombie unicorn, prancing around gruesomely. The cockroach looked confused. They didn’t understand that he was pointing to the unicorn to tell her she had lost. Her dance was terrible! The carrot cake hung his frosted head, disappointed at having lost a piece of his arm and a week of free unicorn zombie rides.