Another story that I'm working on right now. I think all of you can connect with this one.
There it lay, still steaming even though it had already been 15 minutes since he had first lay eyes on it. From the beginning his eyes were transfixed on it, hoping that he would be the one to get it, but it was not to be. Every time he reached out for it, a new obstacle stood in his path. Not today. He was distinctly aware of his two closest competitors, sitting on either side of him. The same thought was running through their minds. Get it. Slowly, ever so slowly, his right hand reached out. In it, he held his weapon of choice. On either side of him, his rivals too extended their weapons. The three of them zoomed in on the prize until their weapons clicked together. Now was no time for subtlety. It was time for war. Moving with a speed that stunned everyone, he went for it. To give credit to them, his rivals reacted admirably. The one on his right stopped his weapon in its tracks while the other one swung it away. His hand fell to his side and he thought all was lost but when he looked up he saw that the two competitors too were engaged in a full pitched battle for the treasure. Not wanting to be left out, he too joined in. Within seconds, what had been a pleasant contest was now a full-blown battle. Just when he thought he was winning, One of his brothers rivals would knock his hand just out of reach. Their epic battle was watched by everyone present with rapt attention.It was a drama like no other, but there could only be one winner.
Little Winnie watched with wide-eyed wonder as her three brothers fought with great skill and fury over the treasure. Suddenly, she saw an opening and without hesitation took it.
The entire dinner table watched with wonder as Winnie speared the last piece of pizza with her fork and bit into it contentedly. What happens next is entirely up to your imagination.
THE END
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