#30DayWritingChallenge: An adventure in the kitchen.

Day Eleven: An adventure in the kitchen.

Draft One.

The door burst open while I was peeling the potatoes.

NINJAS!

I quickly ducked out of the way as the first masked man expertly drew his sword and sliced the space where I stood but moments ago.

With a flick of my hand, I threw the peeling knife. Another masked man screamed as my knife plunged its way into his thigh.

Draft Two.

The door burst open while I was peeling the potatoes.

ZOMBIE!

Without really thinking, I grabbed my iron skillet and bashed the rushing undead taho vendor. When I saw its knees bend, I used the side of the skillet to break its knees.

The corpse still struggled to crawl towards me despite its useless legs. However, its slower pace gave me time to draw my largest cleaver.

Draft Three.

The door burst open while I was peeling the potatoes.

UNICORN!

The animal asked if I had any beer in the fridge; it happened I just had two cans of Red Horse left.

We shared the beer but the unicorn declined my offer to serve sugar-coated dilis. He asked if it was okay if he can smoke. It turned out unicorns smoked dried moringa.

Draft Four.

The door did not burst open while I was peeling the potatoes. I finished preparing for pork menudo without any interruptions.

THE END.