This is for @mariannewest and @improv's Freewrite Day 103. The theme for today is cracker. I wanted to give a shoutout to my buddy @sykochica for pushing me into this as well. Enjoy!
"She sho'nuff looks purdy, don't she?" Cletus mused while eating a crispy treat.
"Don't git no funny ideas, Cletus," Billy Joe interrupted, swatting his friend away. "An' don't git enny crumbs on it eifer! This har's valuable merchan'ise."
"So'ry, mister trimenjusshot."
"Don't yo' take thet tone wif me," Billy Joe warned. "Ah will snap off yo' bones, ya hear?"
"Pft!"
"Ah said, does yo' hear me, boy?"
"Ah heard."
Billy Joe leered at Cletus as he made his way around the precious cargo. He forced open the back of his pickup truck and he hocked up a loogie. "Now he'p me load this hyar up in th' truck."
Cletus gobbled up what remained of his snack and begrudgingly obliged. He bent down and helped Billy Joe lift the cargo. "This hyar thin' is heavy, huh?"
"Whut in tarnation did ah say about th' crumbs!?"
"Well, so'ry! W'd it matter though? This hyar is a-gonna splode ennyway!"
Cletus took one hand off and used it to wipe the crumbs. The weight was too much for Billy Joe, and the cargo slipped and landed on his foot.
"Yow!" Billy Joe screamed in agony.
Cletus lifted the cargo and tried to help his friend up, but was rebuked. He scratched his head as he watched Billy Joe writhe in pain. "Is thar ennythin' ah can do?"
"Jest stay th' hell away!" Billy Joe sobbed for a while, his face planted firmly on the ground. After a good three minutes, he stood up and walked towards the house. He dusted himself off, but he faced away from Cletus so as not to show any evidence of tears. "Load thet thin' up so we kin git gwine when ah git back."
"Alright, Billy Joe."
Cletus sat at the back of the pickup truck, wondering how he could get the hefty cargo up by himself. He took out a cigarette and lit it up. After a while he heard a sizzling sound, hissing from beneath him. He pulled his leg up, out of fear that it was a snake. Cletus lied face down on the back of the pickup truck, hoping to catch a glimpse of the source of the noise. To his surprise, the cargo whizzed past and made a beeline towards the house. What followed next was a combination of screams, dazzling lights and explosions.
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As you can see, I tried to use many different definitions of cracker there is without mentioning the word at any part of the story. Whether it's a thin, crisp wafer, or a fine example of something, or the breaking of bones, or fireworks, or even the derogatory term for white, rural Americans (I hope nobody becomes offended by this), a "cracker" has a different meaning for different contexts. When I wrote this, it was very raw. I added in the markdown after the 5-minute timer expired. Everything else was written in the nick of time. I hope it translated well! If you enjoyed the story, please consider voting and commenting on it. I would very appreciate it if you do :D
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