Five-minute fiction - 23:12-23:17
The cart exploded. Or at least the contents of the cart exploded, as in they burst. Eclairs packed so tightly with cream that they threatened to erupt at the slightest contact, like some from of patisserie precussives, exploded fountaining cream and tiny flecks of dough into the air.
The driver of the cart, somewhat taken aback by the sudden explosion turned around and stared, his mouth agog.
Grim, somewhat flecked with cream stared back at him.
Watcha? the carter said, his morning-addled brain struggling to take in the destruction
The cart exploded. Or at least the contents of the cart exploded, as in they burst. Eclairs packed so tightly with cream that they threatened to erupt at the slightest contact, like some from of patisserie precussives, exploded fountaining cream and tiny flecks of dough into the air.
The driver of the cart, somewhat taken aback by the sudden explosion turned around and stared, his mouth agog.
Grim, somewhat flecked with cream stared back at him.
Watcha? the carter said, his morning-addled brain struggling to take in the destruction