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This week we continue with part X and 333 more words inspired by Trifecta’s prompt:
1 : skill in planning, making, or executing : dexterity
2 a : an occupation or trade requiring manual dexterity or artistic skill
b plural : articles made by craftspeople
3 : skill in deceiving to gain an end
Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
Let’s see what Matt and his crazy girlfriend are up to-
With the house clean, the decorations up, and the food and booze out, we were ready to host a killer party. And aside from the fact that I hadn’t seen Cubbie and we’d hours before burned an alien pod in our chimenea, I thought everything was going superbly.
“You’re acting awfully weird even for you,” Matt said as we prepared ourselves to receive the first guests.
“No way! I’m just excited about this party!” I reassured.
All the while my eyes kept darting back to the cupboard where the baby pods were hidden. How long until I needed to move them from that cup? Why the hell couldn’t I just have tossed them in the trash? Why did I feel the need to constantly make sure they were safe? I was going to have to use some serious craft and diversion tactics to keep Matt from discovering us, I mean them.
At eight on the dot, the doorbell rang. But It was just our next door neighbor Mike. He hadn’t been invited to the party; zombies and cocktails weren’t really his scene.
“Oh, I guess you guys are entertaining tonight,” he said peeking in the house. “I won’t keep you long. It’s Cubbie I’m here about.”
My heart sank. Shit, that thing must have dragged him outside. I glanced up at Matt preparing to console him.
“Did y’all know he’s outside? He was over in my garage eating Peachy’s food. I tried to grab him to bring back over, but he hissed and scurried out. A few minutes later I heard him and Peachy fighting. Just thought you’d want to know. He’s normally so friendly; I’m not sure what’s gotten into him,” Mike explained.
My sigh of relief must have been audible. Cubbie was alive! I had one less thing to worry about tonight; now we just had to get him back in the house.
I didn’t even have time to step outside before Cubbie came darting in. And he looked a mess.
Stay positive & love your life!
Listening to: The Faint – Symptom Finger
Eating: Veggie burger and brussel sprouts
Random fact: I didn’t eat a single piece of Halloween candy. Someone send me your candy corn leftovers.