RE: STACH Short Story Contest #21: 199 words, 5 winners, 15SBD prize pool!
Nobody could do the dance move, it was a routine that had won the trophy for the Australian winners three years in a row. Tunde had learnt it and mastered it, he was going to teach it to his team members, but the routine they were doing now was a pretty good one, besides the competition was two months away.
"I have all the time in the world, so vigorous preparation wouldn't be necessary for now". Tunde thought to himself.
He knew the dance routine like the back of his hand, the other contenders won't know what hit them.
He was supposed to teach the routine to the dance crew but he put it off till later. So they carried on with their normal dance routine, it was a very good one and could make them winners of the annual dance competition.
After perfecting their normal dance routine, a two weeks to the competition, Tunde decided to teach the new dance routine to his crew, but the routine was difficult and dangerous, few of them dislocated their legs which led to an eventually loss. What they had trained for, they couldn't get it because of Tunde's procrastination.