Anytime anyone saw the Bevier children, they would always say, “oh, look how cute they are! And so well-behaved!”
“They’re so charming and so caring too.”
“Look at those kiddies, so smart and talented.”
“How pretty, how polite the Bevier siblings are.”
But the Bevier kids didn’t want to be so cute and well-behaved and charming and caring and smart and talented and pretty and polite… They wanted to be kids!
So they put worms in all the cakes at the bake sale.
Written for and inspired by Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge, hosted by Light Motifs
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Sweeterthannothing 
Good post
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Thank you 🙂
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U are welcome
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Serves everyone right!
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I would love to have been at a picnic like that, is it too late for childish rebellion at 33? 🤔🤔
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Of course not.
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I am really happy that I didn’t buy any of those cakes and I didn’t buy any of their dad’s records either.
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Not a pleasent picnic for most I would say, thanks for reading and commenting 🙂
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