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Entry for the 7th Annual "Holiday Contest"

12/7/2017

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UPDATE: I'm happy to report that I placed in the contest!
My story was ranked among the top 12 (out of 78 entries) and went up for a vote,
coming out at 8th place overall.

     Ho, ho, ho! Get ready for holiday fun. Thanks to Susanna Leonard Hill's "Holiday Contest" (a close cousin of both the "Hallo-weensie Contest" and the "Valen-tiny Contest"), I have followed through on a story idea I've been sitting on for a while.
     This year's contest theme? Write about a holiday surprise. The rules? Keep the story to a 250 word limit. (Mine falls at 250, on the nose.)
     Good luck to everyone entering the contest!

RIGBY & TUTTLE:
THE PINECONE


It was Christmas, and Rigby Bear still didn’t have a gift for his friend.

“What to get the otter who has everything?” Rigby wondered.

Something special,

incredible...

surprising!

He lumbered through the neighborhood, thinking….

and slathering peanut butter onto bread. (Rigby always brought a snack.)

Soon he passed a persimmon tree.

“Persimmon popovers!” said Rigby. “Tuttle loves them! Luckily, I’m the best baker in town.”

But Rigby had given popovers before--

on Valentine’s Day,

April Fool’s Day,

and even Teacher Appreciation Day.

“On second thought,” said Rigby. “Popovers aren’t surprising.”

He bit into peanut-buttery bread. (To help him think, of course.)

Rigby padded into the countryside…

and past a pumpkin farm.

“Pumpkin pie! Good thing I’m an excellent baker.”

But he had given pie, many times before--

on Tuttle’s birthday,

Halloween,

and even National Paperclip Day.

“Come to think of it,” said Rigby. “Pie isn’t surprising.”

He shuffled into the forest...

but couldn’t dream up a Christmas surprise.

Huckleberry tarts? No.

Granola bars? No.

Frosted eclairs? Nope.

Rigby plopped down and sighed. “I only know how to bake. I can’t make anything else.”

He reached for a slice of bread...

picked up a pinecone instead…

and slathered it with peanut butter.

“Oops.”

Just then, Tuttle appeared, wearing bird-watching gear.

Rigby waved.

The icky-sticky pinecone clung to his fur…

and thirteen little birds perched on his paw, happily pecking peanut butter.

Chirp!

“A pinecone birdfeeder, for me? Thanks, pal!” said Tuttle. “What a surprise.”

“It sure is,” Rigby agreed...

“Merry Christmas!”

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