Writing Prompt

Have you have heard of a Puma. They are crazy smart, crazy fast, crazy sneaky, and crazy awesome. Until everyone was afraid of them. They first started taking over farms and small town in Chile. It spread to all of South America. Then there were the hidden Pumas of the Rocky Mountains. They became know and spread through all if North America. Some called them mountain royalty. They are now recognized by the world as the strongest big cat. They are known as the King of the World.

“Kittens could easily take over the world,” I yell to my brother Kevin.

He shrugs his shoulders before replying, “prove it, Fiona!”

I stand up and put my hands on my hips thinking.

Aha, I think. I start bouncing on my tiptoes and shout, “Kittens are so cute. All they have to do is look up at you with their cute faces or meow at you and you’d be putty in their paws. That’s how they would take over the world.”

Out of all the animals of this world, what could take over? You first would assume the Archea domain, full of bacteria that can possibly wipe out the planet instantly. Or maybe the plant domain- which would grow so harsh that it could become a toxic wasteland?

Wrong. You all are wrong.

We must be afraid of one certain species.

Specifically the Betta splendens.

Aka, the Betta.

Now, don’t start saying:

‘ Nelly, they can’t hurt you’

‘ Nelly, they are just stupid fish’

You all have fallen in their trap.

So far in that you can’t get out.

Bettas are beautiful, but deadly fish. They hate their own species. They will even kill their mate if they don’t meet their standards.

Talk about rejection.

Not just that, but bettas are fast. Even though their tails from selective breeding can make them slower- they are fast.

Trust me, I would know.

They are fast for a reason. They want to start war. They want to slice through their enemies- especially humans.

We, are their target.

Let me explain.

My fellow writers, bettas do require a fully cycled tank, heater, at least 5 gallons, AND fresh food.

No bowls, no cups- nothing.

They also like plants as well.

However, since we love to shove them in tiny cups and proceed to burn their scales off- they are sick of us indeed.

( we burn them by ammonia- look up nitrogen cycle in fish tank for more detail )

We, my writers, shall be murdered. Whoever has owned a fish like this before shall drop dead by them in minutes.

Now you might be saying, Nelly, they are small; how could they kill you?

Well, they could drown you.

Make you drown. Don’t underestimate the strength of these guys - they are powerful. So powerful to make someone drown.

One of these days, these fish will evolve to live outside of these cups. When that happens, we all should take cover.

Alas, if you are aware of fishkeeping, I’m sure you will be well. Maybe even thanked by these dangerous creatures. Alas I can’t guarantee anyone’s safety.

After all, they are after you.

A boy named Jimmy had a crazy distant uncle. This uncle would only show up around Christmas, always trying to amaze with great gifts. Each year, the gifts would just get more and more amazing. By the time Jimmy was seven, he was given the deed to a decommissioned world war 2 battleship. Everyone thought it was a joke until Jimmy’s uncle showed them the Polaroids and handed him a set of keys.

Now on the cusp of Christmas in his eighth year, Jimmy really wanted a pet. To his parents horror, he did not want a cat, or a dog, or even a bunny. He wanted a lizard. They had spent most of the fall trying to talk Jimmy out of it, but alas, he was dead-set on a lizard for a pet.

Enter Jimmy’s uncle.

“They call it a Green Anaconda!” Uncle claimed with a devious grin as they let the snake climb all over Jimmy. “Don’t worry, it wont bite, its a constrictor!”

“Jimmy! Get away from it!“ Jimmy’s mom warned. “It eats children! What were you thinking!?”

It was in that moment that the anaconda, dubbed ‘Ralf’ from Jimmy, claimed its first victim. It was Jimmy’s uncle. It had wrapped itself around his legs and already began a death grip. The snake ate him right there. Before the snake could be caught by animal control, however it had escaped.

The anaconda lived in the woods, sneaking into town to eat people as it pleased. People went missing but the snake hid itself so no one would find it and kill it. So it continued to grow. It grew until it could not squeeze through sewer pipes. At this point it had gotten longer with a larger appetite, sometimes eating up to fifteen full grown adults a day.

With no restrictions, it continued to grow and grow. Once people were made aware of the mighty serpent, not even explosives could defeat it. It continued to grow and eat until it started to wrap itself around the entire planet.

When Ralf finally stopped growing, there was no planet left. Just a massive ball of itself twisted up.

The General stood high over his men, surveying their activities with a critical eye. Matters of war required great diligence and effort. Slacking was not an option.

“Rhodes!” He called, his voice ringing in the circular chamber. “We’re stocking artillery for a war here, and you dare take a snack break! Get back to work this instant!”

“But General Lawrence!” whined the little runt of a cadet. “We already have so much in stock. We have been working for a month, collecting all we can get our hands on! Isn’t it enough?” He realised all too late his grave mistake.

“It’s enough when I say it’s enough!” The General’s spit flew across the room as he raged, much to the disgust of the cadets closest by. “This isn’t a game, it’s war! I’ve fought many wars for our colony, and we’ve successfully taken over Bushytail Corner, Foragers’ Hole and Hazel Boughs due to the efforts of brave armies before you! And now, when our very home is under threat of annexation from foes we’ve never encountered before, you dare question my expertise? Get back to work!”

Spurred by the monologue, all the cadets worked faster, some collecting artillery, others stocking them, some lugging their two very heavy cannons to the battle point, others sharpening staffs.

“On the double, cadets! War doesn’t favour the yellow-bellied! Just be thankful that you aren’t working during the winter like I had to, when all your food supplies are rationed and diverted to the soldiers on the battlefront!”

The cadets worked tirelessly, determined to prove their worth by winning this war.

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A fortnight of gruelling work and war drills later, the important day had finally come. The day the cadets - now soldiers - would get to prove their mettle on the battlefield. Rhodes and his fellows stood proud, chests puffed, while their General surveyed them once again, this time with a proud - and also slightly (quite) teary- eye.

“Troops, the day of reckoning has arrived. The day you all get to fight for your people, your home. Today, battles will be fought. Some will be won, some will be lost. Some of your comrades might have to lay down their lives for the greater purpose of freedom. And while this is daunting, all that matters is that your sacrifice will not go in vain.” He paused for dramatic effect, then continued.

“Today, we defend our home. Tomorrow, we continue our fearless conquests. Eventually, we shall reach a point when we shall win battle after battle, war after war, until our army is indestructible. When that time comes, we shall marshal our kinsmen from all over, and we shall take over the world!” The troops applauded and cheered, now ready to face any obstacles that might come their way.

“Are you ready, soldiers?” The General roared, to which he got a loud, enthusiastic and very satisfactory cheer in reply.

“Alpha troop, take your staffs and head to Schuller’s Point! Beta, to Lucas Point with your weapons! And Gamma, to Gunther’s Vantage with your cannons!” Five minutes of scrambling later, all the troops were in their assigned positions.

“Soldiers, are you ready?” The General cried.

“Yes Chief!” A rousing cry resounded.

“On my count, troops. One, two, three… fire!”

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Martin and Corey sat on the lounge chairs tastefully arranged around their porch, lazily looking all around, while their parents set up plates for lunch on the table outside.

“I love eating outside,” Corey told his brother.

“Same. Too bad the squirrels are squeaking nonstop though. It’ll be ruined.” Martin sighed at the prospect of a spoiled outdoor luncheon.

“Yeah, they’ve been this noisy since we called the gardener to trim that oak tree they live in,” Mum observed, and quite rightly so.

“They’ve been acting strangely too,” Dad chimed in. “I saw a lot of them scurrying about, gathering nuts and twigs. And they picked up your catapults too, boys.”

“Oh, so that’s where they’ve gone!” Martin exclaimed. “Look there, at the tree, right now! A bunch of those squirrels are holding the twigs, some are just chucking nuts, and some up top are using our catapults to launch their nuts! Those things are mad.”

“Maybe they’ve declared war on us for touching their tree, and are trying to take over the world.”

With a merry laugh at this silly and unlikely joke, all thoughts of squirrel antics and rodent apocalypses were pushed aside, and the family of four lunched, blissfully unaware of war efforts and battlecries.

The eagle is strong with a great wingspan. His voice is quieter than one would expect it to be. The eagle soars to great heights where it can look down on its subjects. Since it’s voice is tender people will listen and be understood. I w

Cats… the most devious, manipulative and persuasive creatures alive. Their determination to catch that red laser is admirable. They can weave their way around your feet until you have no choice but to feed them of risk breaking your neck. They threaten to knock all glass baubles and knick-knacks off their respective shelves unless you do everything they ask and how do they ask? With a pleasing look and loud meows that leave no room for argument. We clean their hair off the furniture for them to lay down there as soon as we’ve finished. The little assassins already have daggers! If only they had thumbs… they would have ultimate power over the world.

Unexpected, that’s all we could say. We never had thought in our more than 400 million years of wandering the Earth that one day we would be at the top. It’s not something we sought or fought for in any kind of victory. It was simply given to us. I mean, it’s not that we didn’t have what it takes. We have had an elaborate social structure involving common shelter, social dependence, information transfer and kin recognition for many of those million of years. So, you can’t blame us when the chance came, we simply slipped into the role. Someone has to be the Alpha. That’s how it’s always been on this spinning ball of green and blue. Though it’s not really either one of those anymore.

That other former Alpha thought they had absolute dominance. They did, but they were mistaken in one thing. Their dominance is what led to their fall. We had observed that so many times. The terror of the Tyrnasauorus Rex was no terror for us and we simply went unnoticed. We even survived when the sky fell and the land rose up in protest. Then came the cold, the pushing glaciers. Why fight, enjoy the ride. We did. Hot nor cold has ever mattered much to us. We always go on, with our small business and let the others pass away in the great delusion of pride. We have always stayed lowly and now we’re at the top. We knew when to scatter when the wrath of the others came down upon us.

It is, though, lonely now. We have just been left with the leftovers which we chew day after day. Nothing new, nothing fresh. We really do miss their lost crumbs and tossed away rot. Old cloth and damp cardboard allow us to survive, but it’s an existence without epicurean panache. Sometimes in our remorse, our legs no longer skittle and it’s hard for us to keep our antennae raised in cheer. Truth be told, we have risen to the top in total devastation but we would love to have the time back when we crawled upon the floors. Taking their leftovers, their swatting brooms and screams, even the adrenaline fun of running from their stamping soles.

Alas and woe, to just be at the top and alone.

We are at the end of time,and everything has changed. Earthquakes have changed the landscape of the land, a lot has been destroyed buildings down towns flattened. Trees are down everywhere. Animals looking for food. People living in the streets. During the night no one is safe. Bears looking for food, coyotes and fox enter the cities in search for food. The biggest threat are the wolves they are taking over. Attacking deer, coyotes,foxes,and most of all people that are sleeping in the streets. The wolves are running in packs and there everywhere. No one has a chance , they are attacking everyone and everything they are killing in numbers. People fear this predator, they fear no one not even a bear. People try to arm themselves on the streets against these predators, but they don’t have a chance. They attack without warning late at night when no one is expecting. The people feel helpless against this creature for it fears no one nor anything. They have killed off all the coyotes and have run off the bear and have killed many of the deer. No one will enter the forest without a weapon of fear they may get attacked. Every night the wolves enter the cities in search of food and attack families while sleeping, killing many of the people each night. They are the most feared predator, it is said that they will take over the world. They only come out at night. Never to be seen during the day. People have said that these wolves are very big and vicious. No one is safe at night.one man has decided to fight back he has armed himself with several guns and has made traps. These wolves are very smart and wise they know where to go and where not to,this man is up waiting but the wolves are cleaver they know he’s armed, so try dodge his area. Attacking all around him, to much for one man. He can see shadows where they are running but can not make contact with them. The alpha wolf protects his pack from the armed man. At day light he finds trash cans turned over people and dogs dead in the streets, cats that have been eaten nothing and no one is safe. People are making more and more fires around the town at night to keep the wolves away it seems to be working they dare not go around the fires. They can hear the howling all around but they feel safe now. For several days now, no one has been attacked the fires at night are keeping the wolves and other predators away. The people are feeling safe again. They are working on building shelters to keep safe they continue making fires all around the city. No predator likes fire they dare not come close the humans are safe for now. The population of the wolf packs have become thousands and thousands It is feared by man that they will soon over populate the world no one will ever be safe.

                              Written By:
                               Ghostriter 
                                01-24-2021

What if elephants take over the world. Well He is what I think would happen. First you would thing the elephant population was growing. Then it would grow so much that they migrate to other areas. Then everyone would have an elephant to ride instead of their cars. They would be so kind and friendly at first. Then people would start to be mean to the elephants so they would turn on the humans. Those who are nice too them they would protect. Elephants have good memories so you better be nice to them. I love elephants and that is what i would like to take over the world.