*Commence playing of Twilight Zone theme* (Not to be confused with the Twilight theme. Totally different thing.)
I will have to think up something extra special to commemorate the occasion. No pressure, though.
This week's writing prompt comes from my friend and developmental editor, Diane Gilman. It was something she said during a phone conversation, and I thought it would make a great prompt, so I stole it. With her permission, of course.
The last time you kissed your ass goodbye...
My (admittedly messy, but hey! it's a freewrite!) response
The last time you kissed your ass goodbye you waved to the Mädchen and blew your mom a kiss and rode off into the white sunset wearing your finest diamond tiara. It was all such a damned cliche we thought at least your death would be cliche too we never suspected for a moment - your lips touched the blue star on her wide flat forehead and she looked into your eyes and her gaze pierced your soul and showed you the absolute truth and you trembled violently your hand shook as you waved goodbye to the Mädchen and blew your mom a kiss the look in your eyes an infectious haunting that spread quickly to the rest of the villagers despite our resolute refusal to ever look into the eyes of your ass, Mädchen. It's not even dark yet on the same eve and already news of your death has reached us. Never would've figured that as soon as you crested the little shrub-covered hill and dipped down the other side you'd fall into a bear trap lined with poison-tipped spears. We don't even have bears around here, which made the news all the more surprising, and we can't for the life of us figure out who would've done such a thing except your father but people travel that road every week and your father's been dead for decades, put to rest by your kind mother's own hand whilst he lay snoozing in a drunken stupor and we all pitched in to butcher the body and make the feast of his flesh we hadn't eaten so well in centuries: cracklin', meat pies, bbq, steaks, ground meat that tasted a bit like buffalo, but my favorite, my absolute favorite, were the eyes, slightly crispy on the outside, firm on the inside. They were delicious. Gave me indigestion, though, and I never have been able to walk a straight line since.