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Alfred, Maurice, and the Missing Keys.: It's a story about Alfred. And his missing keys... It appears as if someone had stolen them. What's with all the tomfoolery these days, gosh!
Posted by Angela, Jan 11, 2008. 2245 views. ID = 493

Alfred, Maurice, and the Missing Keys.

Posted by Angela, Jan 11, 2008. 2245 views. ID = 493
This post was written in 12 minutes.
Hey =o
Haven't written anything on here for awhile... she's been busy with some stuff.
As usual, she tried to put a twist in the story to make it more interesting. She hopes it's not to obvious.

EDIT: She wrote this least week when the prompt was still up but unfortunately, she forgot to set the Publication setting to "Visible to everyone".
This post has been awarded 12 stars by 4 readers.

Alfred was furious. Very furious. Everyone around him could tell that he had lost his keys. Yet again. ... Or that someone had stolen them. If that was the case, none of the workers were surprised. There was usually a lot of monkey-business involved. Alfread was so easy to tease, his poor vision ( he was very short sighted) and his old age made him an easy target in the establishment when his younger companions were bored.

Two workers that knew Alfred years back started to have a conversation about him in the lunch room.

"Did you hear? Alfred lost his keys again."

"Really," commented a woman as he bit into his sandwich. "Are you sure Maurice didn't steal them?"

"I'm not really sure and I don't want to find out," commented the man. "The last time I tried to solve his problems, he got mad at me and started throwing parts of his lunch. A banana hit me square in the face."

"Mmm this happens all to frequently. Next thing you know, he'll lose that little shiny red car he's so proud of."

"I don't want to be here when that happens. He'll tear the establishment apart."

Meanwhile, Alfred was indeed having a fit. He howled and ranted as if he were a five year old child who was deprived of his favorite toy. He searched everywhere. Even in his prized red car. His keys were no where to be found. He had turned and checked every stone. Every nook and cranny. They keys were no where to be found. The two workers from before had finished their lunch to witness Alfred ... again, throwing his lunch... at unexpecting passerbyers.

After a couple hours of fruitless searching, Maurice had ambled over to ol' Alfred and returned his keys. Alfred slapped Maurice upside the head. The two workers watched the whole scenario.

"Who knew there was so much drama in zoo business," asked the woman as Alfred happily rattled his favorite plastic keys.

"Mmm, let's go and clean up the mess he made. Monkeys sure can throw a fit."

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Josiah T.
Jan 15, 2008
Haha! That was pretty good. :-)
   ~Posted by Josiah T., Jan 15, 2008

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