“It’s around here somewhere,” whispered Nell. “It ate my parents, then crawled away to hide in the Botanical Oddities museum.”
“There! Just behind the Platypus mushroom!” Ernie eased off the backpack and extracted a 15 pound hunk of Canadian Bacon.
“I see it! Looks like Jack Nicholson’s love child.* Oh Audrey!” Nell waved the explosives-laced bacon at the giant alien plant. Audrey 4 toddled across the cold marble floor, mewling and shaking.
“Got the lime, Ernie?” The meat landed in Audrey’s gaping maw, and slid down her throat.
Audrey whimpered once, and exploded.
Ernie sprinkled the lime over her steaming remains.
*Okay, so I only hinted at a dentist.
Liz Husebye Hartmann (100 words)
The central theme of this week's prompt is the word bacon. But it cannot be served as food. I also want you to use the words platypus and lime and dentist, and set your 100-word story in a museum, library, ormausoleum.
Why? Because I can. >:-) But mostly... because YOUcan. You guys are great, quirky, creative little story-tellers!