Red burst through the door. "Bring every pot and pan and tupperware. Hurry."
They scooped up everything they could find and carried it up to the roof by the armful. It was only just beginning to drizzle.
Red stood at the edge, staring up and out to the West. "Is there anything big down there we can empty it into? Like a barrel?"
"There's a big utility sink. I think there's a stopper—"
"Find out. Give it a good wipe down." Red opened his mouth, let a raindrop fall in. "We're going to be on bucket brigade duty all night."
Now there's a 'post apocalyptic' scenario if ever tghere was one. Leaves plenty to the imagination.
ReplyDeleteThank you :-)
DeleteMakes me thirsty reading it...
ReplyDeleteIf only it rained Gatorade...
DeleteMade a couple adjustments to make it clearer who was talking. Before I had used two names for what really should be one character.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a fun way to spend an evening :)
ReplyDeleteBetter than being eaten by zombies, anyway! :-)
DeleteLet's hope it is not acid rain!
ReplyDeleteLol yes, let's hope.
DeleteBrisk, lively and rather stirring...
ReplyDeleteThanks :-)
DeleteAn interesting use for tupperware. Loved this.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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